“When I return you will finish what you started in that backseat.” Stavros licked his lips. “Then you’ll take us to that beach house of yours, and do it all over again.” God. Damn. “I love you,” he said. Because that was really the only response a moment like that required. “Lo sé.” Daniel nodded once. “I love you, too.” He continued the short trek to his brother’s front door. And Stavros waited for him.

