Chapter 16

He licked his lips again and again, but he didn’t taste Grady lingering on his skin. What had Grady tasted like? He couldn’t remember that tiny detail or any other details, really. Like just who made the first move. Or why the first move was made. He’d thought about kissing Grady while they were dancing, just a few inches from his stupid mouth, lips stained with tequila. But Colin was quite sure he would have never actedon those desires. They were brief, fleeting, and utterly obnoxious. No, Grady must have kissed him. And Colin was afraid to even try to understand why.