Chapter 7

When they parted, it took every ounce of his control not to drag Tre back. “I guess it was a little silly of me to be nervous,” he tried to joke.

“I was nervous, too. Thought maybe you’d change your mind. I don’t really do this sort of thing…well, I was going to say often, but I haven’t at all in years.”

It was on the tip of Michael’s tongue to ask why, but the answer almost immediately presented itself. He was probably newly single. There was no way someone who looked like Tre didn’t have a string of steady boyfriends, and Michael had simply gotten lucky and run into him in between conquests.

“I wouldn’t have changed my mind.” His gaze flickered to that full mouth. “I meant every word I said downstairs.”