Chapter 5

Milo was shaking. “Fucking move,” he said pushing again and struggling but Grange didn’t budge.

“Do you have any idea how stunningly handsome you are?” Grange said.

Milo shut up, stopped moving, and stared, heart hammering.

Grange closed his eyes and shook his head. When he opened them again they were filled with something that Milo didn’t dare put a name to. “Your eyes are…” He tilted his head as if considering. “Not quite blue yet not quite green. They’re like a stone I once found as a boy. Agate.” He shook his head again. “If it makes you feel any better, just looking at you gives me a cockstand.” Before Milo could say a word Grange leaned down and touched their lips together. Milo moaned. He had never been kissed. Never been touched. Grange’s mouth moved on his and Milo didn’t dare move. Afraid to do it wrong.

When Grange pulled away Milo was panting. “Stop that,” he said. “Stop it at once. You mustn’t.”

Grange pulled back and smiled down into Milo’s eyes. “Why mustn’t I?”