Chapter 28

“You look like you want to say something.”

What he wanted to say, he’d never said to another boyfriend. He’d never felt like this about anyone before. What he wanted to say was important and he didn’t want to mess it up—and yet he couldn’t form the words.

Grant placed his hands on Merrick’s face and then kissed him.

Merrick pressed their bodies together as he slid his hand under Grant’s shirt, then across his warm back. Their kiss continued for several breaths, then he led Grant to the bedroom. Once inside the room, he searched for a way to close the blinds. A remote was on the table by the window, so he grabbed it and then hit the button to close them.

When he turned back, Grant was shirtless and pulling down his jeans. Merrick stared as Grant stepped out of them. Grant’s skin was pale, his chest smooth. While Grant appeared to be delicate, the definition of his chest muscles told a different story.