Chapter 35

Neither one of them paid any attention to the floor buttons. Instead, Grady reached out, slowly, almost hesitantly, and curled his fingers around Colin’s wrist. He didn’t pull. Not yet. He took several seconds to absorb Colin’s pulse, counting off the beats in his head. Nearly as fast as his own. Excited. Because it was Grady? God, he hoped so.

When Colin didn’t protest or yank away, Grady lifted their hands to his mouth. Colin’s fingers were lax, waiting, and Grady’s mouth watered the closer they came. He stopped a scant inch from his lips, and took a deep breath. Even the smell of Colin’s skin was intoxicating.

Irresistible.