Chapter 12

His body stiffened slightly, and I stopped.

“Is this making you uncomfortable? We can do something else, if you prefer.”

Gregory paused a moment, as if to take stock of how he really felt about the situation. “This is a position I remember from before. I’m just reminding myself that it’s different now. That you’redifferent. You’re not an asshole. Well”—he grinned—”you have your moments, but I can live with your version of being a dick.”

“I suppose I should be flattered?” I asked, gently rubbing my hands up and down his back over the thin T-shirt.

He laughed. “Coming from me, that’s a compliment.”

“Well then, thank you.” I tenderly cupped his face in my hands. “I want to kiss you, Gregory. May I?”

He nodded as much as I’d let him. I moved in slowly, watching his brown eyes dilate as I tentatively licked his lips with my tongue. His gasp tasted sweet, and I wanted more. I did it over and over until his eyes closed and he slanted his head a little to open to me.