Chapter 31

But it was real. The moment Sam pulled Michael through the door and into his bedroom, Michael’s breathing eased. But it picked up at the sight of the rumpled bed. Michael couldn’t wait to push Sam onto it and just devour him.

“Stay right there for a second.” Sam lifted Michael’s hand, kissed the back of it, and then let him go. Michael almost whined at the loss, but he swallowed the sound and watched curiously as Sam shut the door, stood there for a long moment, and then opened it again. Michael cocked his head to the side, and confusion swirled through him, but understanding dawned as a black streak shot out from under the bed and through the doorway. Sam chuckled as he shut the door again.

“There. We’re alone now.” He sauntered closer with a sexy sway in his hips. “Cameron doesn’t like being shut in. And I didn’t think we’d want a yowling interruption.”