Chapter 13

“Are you asleep?”

He rolled over onto his side to look at Craig and was surprised to see him staring right at him. “No.”

“Why can’t you sleep?” Craig’s voice was husky, and Mitch took a shaky breath.

He couldn’t tell Craig the truth—that he couldn’t stop thinking about the way they’d touched earlier. That this damn trip had been a bad idea. That knowing Craig had seen him in the shower turned him on. So he deflected the question.

“Why can’t you?” he asked.

A low chuckle crossed the space between the two beds, making it seem to Mitch that Craig was closer than he really was.

“You really want to know?”

Mitch swallowed hard. Did he?“Yes.” His voice was so quiet, he wondered if Craig heard him.

Craig sat up and swung his legs over the side, his eyes twinkling in the swash of moonlight peeking through slightly open drapes. “Have you ever wanted to…” He ran his hand through his hair.

Mitch’s mouth went dry, and he licked his lips as he pulled up on his elbows and looked at Craig.