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Chapter 7

All that mattered at that moment was that he was finally tasting Seth, this kiss more than a teasing peck. There was a trace of coffee and surprisingly a hint of chocolate. How long had he dreamed of this happening, wished for it on falling stars? He ached, yearned, was verging on desperate, and didn’t care who knew. What he didn’t want to do was rush it, to get to the end without relishing in the journey along the way. He wanted it to play out in a way that allowed him to recall every touch, every kiss, every moan.

Moaning…oh, God, was that him who’d let out the whimper?

What seemed much too soon, Seth pulled away, allowing a whisper of air to pass between them. Derrick was burning up, ready to ditch the towel and get down to things, but they had all afternoon.7