Chapter 9

Chad still felt a little weird about having called Jeff and asking him, but when he’d found the man’s cell number on the table, he figured Jeff had meant for him to use it.

“Knock-knock,” Jeff sang out as he rapped his knuckles on the open door.

“Come on in,” Chad called, eager to get home. When he saw Jeff walking through the doorway, his breath caught in his throat. The man was gorgeous. His short-cropped hair looked amazing. A little eyeliner brought out his dark brown eyes and his cheeks were pink, probably from the cool morning air. Dressed in a pair of dark blue skinny jeans and a fitted green V-neck sweater, Jeff looked incredibly sexy. Chad had thought he was cute yesterday, but today…damn. He was hot.