Chapter 3

Flynn shook his head. “You know how the game is played,” he said, putting his hands on Samuel’s waist and dancing them in a quick little circle. Flynn began to force Samuel to step backward, all the while tracing a finger up and down Samuel’s left side. Their progress was halted when Samuel hit the foot of the bed. Flynn poked him in the chest. “Down, boy.”

Samuel sank to the mattress.

Hands on Samuel’s shoulders, Flynn bent so they were eye to eye. “You look positively delicious tonight. Just the sort of thing I needed. A heavenly treat, a speck of purity in this dirtied city. You’ll be like a piece of chocolate melting on my tongue after eating nothing but vegetables for so long. I can hardly wait to get started.”