Chapter 65

They ended up half-cuddling on the sofa, Darren’s arm over the back to let Jayden rest his head on his chest and pay half of his attention to the film, and half to the patterns he was stroking into the denim of Darren’s jeans, above the knee but not quite high enough to be considered the risky thigh territory. Just

He knew—sort of—what they’d be doing if Misha wasn’t there. They’d be spread out on the leather of the sofa cushions by now. Maybe he’d be on top, maybe Darren would be, but they’d be ‘playing at vampires’ pretty intensely. But he also didn’t know, because they’d never gone further than some admittedly intense kissing. He’d never actually had Darren’s hands down his jeans, and the thought of putting his own hands down Darren’s was both amazing and terrifying.

But he was coming around to the idea of doing it at all.

Slowly, he squeezed Darren’s thigh, and decided that he had to set plans in motion. 23