Chapter 4

By the time he was able to rejoin them, Chris exited the back room.

“Hey, Eggplant,” he teased.

Seth glanced at Chris’s jeans. “No mustard yellow today, huh?”

Chris laughed. “No, today it’s olive green.”

Seth laughed, too. It was fascinating the way this guy looked at things. “You leaving?”

Chris nodded, but grabbed Seth’s arm, circling his wrist with his large hand. He brushed his thumb back and forth on the sensitive skin and smiled.

Seth wanted to close his eyes and revel in the shivers Chris’s touch sent coursing through his body.

“I’ll be back on Saturday. Karlee and I are going to talk some more. Will you be here?”

Seth could only nod, still reeling from the sensation of having Chris’s hand on him. He swallowed hard and tried not to frown when the man let go.

“See you Saturday, Seth,” he whispered as he walked by and gently grasped his shoulder.

“Saturday,” Seth croaked. 3