Davie wanted to tell Vin to ease it back a notch. He’s right, though. Just because we’re homeless doesn’t mean we’re not as good as them.With that in mind, he slid his arm around Vin’s waist.
“Trying to one-up me?” Vin asked, his lips quirking up in a brief grin.
“Nope. Doing that would involve…umm…never mind. There’s pissing people off and then there’s really pissing them off.”
Vin cocked an eyebrow. “Like if we kissed?”
“Yeah, and don’t you dare.”
“Davie, never, ever dare me.” Vin pulled him around to face him then dropped a swift kiss on his lips.
“Is that the best…?” Davie asked, shocked that Vin had kissed him—and excited as well, much to his dismay.
Vin’s reply was to do it again, only slower, before letting him go with a laconic, “Better?”
Refusing to be intimidated, if that’s what Vin was going for, Davie replied, “For now.”