Code Blue (Atrous, #2)

by N.R. Walker

“You look after them. You look after us,” Jeremy said. “Who looks after you?”

Jeremy hummed. “Slow down, big guy. You can at least buy me dinner first,” he joked, but he led the way. His third insinuation . . . Was I imagining this?

Jeremy handed me back my phone, but he stayed where he was. On the couch with me, a little too close. Not close enough. He tucked his legs up, clearly not going anywhere, and I pretended his knee touching my thigh wasn’t burning through my jeans, setting my blood to warm. It didn’t mean anything.

He kissed with his whole body.