Chapter 5

From the living room, among the sounds of the crackling fire and wind blowing against the front windows, Carr called out, “Make mine extra strong! I want to sleep like a baby tonight!”

“Noted!” Jesse yelled over his shoulder, adding an extra whiskey to Carr’s coffee. Jesse returned to the living room and passed Carr his mug of whiskey-coffee.

He must put some clothes onThe guy is just too hot to be standing around with a towel wrapped around his waist.

“Thanks, man,” Carr said, taking the drink.

Jesse found a seat on the sofa again. His gaze strayed to Carr’s hairy chest: pink nipples, rounded pecs, perfectly cut abs, no fat. The place between Jesse’s legs came to life without a touch, twitched, and stilled. Jesse studied the man’s bare shoulders and biceps. Carr’s labor in the jungle benefitted him.

Carr took a sip of his drink, back facing the hissing, burning fire, and said, “Good brew.” Then he saw the book next to Jesse and asked, “What are you reading?”