Gideon knew there was no going back. In hindsight, he knew there was no going back from the moment he admitted to himself that he had feelings for Toby. But to kiss him? To taste him, and feel his body, and hold him? He’d crossed the line, and he wasn’t sorry. He wanted this. He wanted Toby more than he’d ever wanted anyone else, and now that he’d had a taste . . . He hadn’t meant to grab Toby’s shirt like that, but the idea of him walking away made Gideon’s body react.
