Cole loved to put his face in the back of Noah’s neck, breathe his lover in as he wrapped his arms around Noah’s waist. Kiss him above the collar, behind his ear. Kiss him lower as he undid Noah’s shirt buttons and stripped him. Noah and him, facing each other across a bar in Vegas. Across a hotel bed, Noah’s first time with a man. He’d been so nervous, trembling like a leaf in a hurricane, but he’d bowled Cole over with the force of his desire—not just for sex, but for Cole. He’d watched the sunrise on Noah’s skin, and he’d decided there and then that that was the first of many sunrises he
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