Chapter 14
Jesse stood. “Don’t worry about the dishes. I’ll take care of them.”
“You sure?” Carr asked.
“Sure as sure.”
Prior to leaving Jesse in the kitchen, Carr moved up to the man, took him into his arms, clamped their chests together, and provided Jesse with a firm hug. He whispered to Jesse, “You’re a good guy. Thanks for taking me in for a few days.”
Jesse felt Carr’s lips against his earlobe, hanging there for a second, two seconds. He felt the man’s warm breath along his neck and part of his cheek. The breath caused goosepimples on his arms and a bolt of heated energy to rise through his spine, up to the nape of his neck.
When Carr pulled away, he told Jesse, “Night. Don’t stay up too late.”
“Never,” Jesse answered, wishing the man would have kissed him, locking their worlds together as one, there and then, two men maybe meant to be united.