Chapter 18

For half a block, they walked with hands clasped. When a set of headlights rounded the corner and illuminated them, Rhys pulled free. He wasn’t ashamed of their new closeness, but wasn’t sure it was time to tell the world yet.

Once inside, Liam got them each a beer. They had two each before they headed for the bedroom, Rhys’ room this time. Liam halted him just inside the doorway. “Come here. I’ve been thinking about kissing you all day.”

Rhys walked into the circle of Liam’s arms. It felt like coming home. They were close enough to the same height that their faces were level, ready for that meeting of mouths in a hungry, eager union. On Liam’s lips he could taste the beer, a faint trace of fry bread and stew and a unique flavor that was pure Liam.

Any anxieties he’d endured through the day melted away in an instant. “Let’s get out of these clothes. I want to feel you, all of you.”