Chapter 47

His chest had loosened by the time he was done, but other parts of him had swung the other way, hardening and tensing in excitement. He kept his hand on the back of Colin’s neck, massaging carefully.

“I really do like you, you know. That’s not a line.”

Colin pressed closer to Grady, skimming his lips over Grady’s in the lightest caress, sharing a soft puff of breath. “I think I like you, too.”

The words were a gift, whether Colin realized it or not. They encompassed everything Grady had hoped for, and proved Colin had been telling the truth about trusting him. Even a tired Colin wouldn’t lie about something like that.