Chapter 27

“I just wanted you to get some sleep.”

“Liar.”

His voice rumbled from the unleashed laughter. Down below, Eli pressed forward. Jarrett hissed at the rub of a long, ready erection against his, though when his hand shot out to grab Eli’s hip, he wasn’t sure if it was to yank him closer or push him away.

“One kiss,” Eli wheedled. “That’s all I’m asking for. I’ve fantasized about you for years, Jarrett. Please let me just have this one thing.”

He was a liar in more ways than one. In the back of his mind, he’d known all that, and yeah, he’d tried to do the noble thing and keep Eli at arm’s length, but he’d known all along he was doing it for himself as much as he was trying to do it for Eli. Because there was something about Eli, that mixture of innocence and worldly élan, that did more than intrigue Jarrett. It seduced him, whispering in his ear how good it would be and all he had to do was let Eli in to find out.

One kiss.