Chapter 25

“You’ve got a little something,” Dario said, leaning toward him.

Shawn remained motionless, though his nostrils flared. His thick lashes dipped to watch Dario’s mouth as he got closer, and his lips parted long before Dario touched them. The moment Dario kissed the soft corner, though, snagging the bit of chocolate for his own, Shawn lifted a hand and rested it on Dario’s chest.

“Will you stay tonight?” he murmured.

Dario moaned his answer. It was barely a word, but as he claimed Shawn’s mouth in a proper kiss, he was sure that Shawn understood. He tasted like the chocolate he had just been eating, but even better than that was the unmistakable, heady taste that was simply Shawn.His fingers curled in Dario’s shirt, holding him close as they both deepened the caress. Their tongues slid together, and he was delighted by the way their mouths fit.