Chapter 28

But when Craig sat down next to him on the sofa, their thighs pressed together, Mitch knew instantly there was no way he would be sleeping in that twin bed.

“Mitchell,” Craig whispered.

“Craig,” he said, arching an eyebrow.

“Miss me?” Craig’s voice was low. And hot.

Yes. Fuck.He really was screwed. His heart raced and he knew there was no way he could hide his feelings. Not anymore.

Adam joined them on the old sofa, a bag of Doritos in his hand. “Want some?” He held out the bag.

Mitch and Craig shook their heads, and Mitch tried to focus on the screen, but he was too wired. His body was screaming “Craig’s touching me, Craig’s touching me” over and over. His dick was so hard, he was getting uncomfortable.

“What’s the plan for tomorrow, guys?”

Mitch looked at Adam and shrugged. “Want to hit Silver Dollar City first? Or we could go to their water park. I think it’s called White Water?”