Damn.
“Well?” Jamie asked, leaning into the car again. “Can
I?”
“Can you what?” Alex couldn’t remember what they were
talking about but right now? Anything Jamie wanted, he could have.
Alex would see to that.
Jamie sighed, exasperated, and rolled his eyes. “Can I
drive?”
Alex grinned at the eagerness that shone across his face. Why
the hell not?
“Sure,” he said, getting out of the car. Jamie laughed and
slid across the hood like a movie stunt man, his leather pants
squeaking along the paint. “Can you even sit in those
things?”
Jamie winked at him. “I like tight pants,” he said, easing an
arm around Alex’s waist.
For a breathless moment Alex watched him lean closer, and he
thought maybe Jamie would try something, a kiss, a hug,
something,and he wanted that more than anything else right
this second.
But then Jamie’s hand closed over the door handle and Alex
stepped back as he opened the door. “They rub against you,” Jamie