Chapter 11

“Shall we?”

Keston wanted to ask Ness what he meant, instead choking on the question when Ness closed the short distance between them and wrapped an arm around his waist. Ness’s strong hand rested on the small of his back. His heart fluttered, a shiver racing through him. Ness pulled him close, radiating…coolness? He should be warm. It’s like I’m enjoying a refreshing lake breeze on a crisp autumn day. He tingled from head to toe. And then Ness leaned forward, brushing his lips against Keston’s, the action startling Keston. When had he last been granted a kiss by anyone other than his mom?