Chapter 29

“Maybe we should call it a night,” Kip said, as much as he didn’t want to.

“Probably a good idea.”

Neither of them moved for what seemed like forever as they looked at each other. Kip’s gaze took in John’s smile, his half-closed eyes which Kip found very sexy, the tattoo covering his neck. Kip traced a fingertip over it, eliciting a low groan.

“I’d better…” John said.

“Yeah, probably…”

“I’ll see you tomorrow?”

“I’ll be here.”

“Good. Maybe…a bike ride?”

“Sure.”

They stood and walked upstairs. When they got to the back door, John said, “Make sure you lock up and set the alarm.”

“Always do.” Kip hesitated before brushing his lips over John’s. “Night. Sleep well.”

John returned the kiss as given. “You, too.”

Kip watched as he walked to his bike, waving when John pulled out of the lot.

Damn, I am in so much trouble. Kip smiled. And I don’t care one bit.7