Chapter 20

A glance at Mitchell told him he was alone in his excitement. The poor guy looked worn out. His skin was pale and his eyes were still bloodshot. Unfortunately, that did nothing to tamp down Craig’s desire for him.

Mitchell was beautiful, no matter the situation, and Craig fought his body’s reaction to being so close to him.

The fear of losing Mitchell coursed through him. He had to figure out how to tell his best friend how he really felt. He’d almost worked up enough courage last night. But then the damn pizza delivery driver arrived, and Mitchell had downed several beers in quick succession, which meant talking to him would have been fruitless.