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Chapter 13

“Night, Colt. Thanks for everything.”

Dean risked reaching out and touching the scruff on Colt’s cheek. The bristles tickled his palm and caressed his face. Leaning over, hoping he wouldn’t screw it up, he kissed Colt’s cheek softly. Dean didn’t know where he grew the balls to do that, but he wanted to do it again and again. But this wasn’t the time or place. Colt could kick his ass to the curb. Then where would he be? Dean rolled back over and snuggled into the sleeping bag, realizing he was much more turned on than he thought. He was exhausted, though. He was fast asleep before he even counted to ten. 4