Chapter 22

“I feel like I keep revealing secrets that change your world and I don’t mean to.”

“It is a lot.” Grant looked around the room. “I like it, though. Is that bad?”

Merrick slid his hands into his front pockets. “No, I don’t think so. This has changed both our lives for the better.”

“Oh, yeah?” Grant grinned.

“Yeah, I expected to spend life alone—if I didn’t end up in jail.” He met Grant’s gaze. “A life with you, though…”

Grant slid his right hand around Merrick’s waist while he closed the door with his left.

Merrick met his kiss, sliding his hands over Grant’s back. The kiss deepened as Merrick rested against the door. Grant slid his hand under Merrick’s shirt, up to tease his left nipple.

The door knob rattled from the hallway.

They broke from the kiss, stepping away from the door. Grant grabbed a shirt from top of the dresser while Merrick opened the door.