Chapter 5

If Jake hadn’t always been attuned to Damian he might not have even realized the other man had stepped out onto the balcony. Damian moved with an athlete’s quiet grace, so strange for a large man. Damian had always been graceful. Jake used to joke that he’d make the perfect cat burglar because he moved so silently.

Damian came to stand directly behind Jake. Frissons of awareness soared through him. Somehow, he leaned back a little. The pad of Damian’s thumb brushed along the cords of his neck, stroking in little circles to the pulse at his throat. Jake’s breath caught, the caress sent intense jolts straight to his already hardening cock.

Jake gripped the railing, leaning back farther into Damian, his eyes closed. A whisper of lips heated his skin.

A sudden shriek of laughter in the distance brought Jake up short. He straightened away from Damian, taking several steps to provide a good amount of space between them.

“I—”