Chapter 33

And he had been until Mason’s hand had touched his in the damn popcorn bowl. The most intense sparks he’d ever experienced had ignited Noah’s body. Then one peek at Mason told Noah Mason had felt the charge, too, and then for fuck’s sake, Mason had even tried to give Noah a way out. By then though, the haze of lust had blinded Noah, and nothing short of a pair of night-vision goggles would lead him to safety.

Crowds of people moved in and out of the coffee shop. Noah watched; hoping his interest would be piqued and his mind would travel to a new topic. His skin itched from the inside the longer he sat there—the longer his mind obsessed with what took place.