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Jesus, did the man practice those glowers in the mirror or was it a
natural gift?
I think you do. I think you know exactly what I mean. Who s
the one locking himself away, Rowan? Running from town to
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town, state to state, flitting away when things get a little too close,
a little too personal? Finn took a step closer, towering over
Rowan and even still, with the anger rolling off the other man,
Rowan didn t feel threatened. He felt safer than he ever had. How
did you think you were going to help me when you can t even
help yourself? How many times have you done this made
someone a pet project and when it got too hard, or maybe too easy,
you took off?
Rowan tensed, that barb hitting close to home. I don t run. I
leave when I decide it s time. He didn t run& did he? It d made
so much sense earlier. Given the situation with Jake, he didn t feel
comfortable being there anymore and he d sort of concluded that,
though Finn did shut the world out, that chosen behavior of Finn s
wasn t something Rowan could fix or even should really. So he d
decided it was just time to move on. He d always done that,
followed his gut when it said, Time to go.
Was it his gut speaking now? Or was it his heart, afraid of what
Finn made him feel? God, he felt like a hypocrite, but he didn t
know the answer.
Maybe you re right. Maybe things have gotten deeper, more
personal, than I d planned. Is that what you re saying, Finnegan? If
you re going to ask me to be honest with myself, then you have to
give me the same in return. Tell me, if I left would you miss me?
Would it hurt you? He reached up and placed a hand on the other
man s chest, meeting Finn s gaze. Would it hurt you here?
Finn s jaw tightened and he caught Rowan s wrist, as if he was
going to push his hand away and instead tugged, bringing him
closer. You want honesty, Rowan? I ll give you honesty.
Rowan knew what was coming before it happened and didn t
try to resist when Finn lowered his head and slanted firm lips
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across his own. Devastation. That was the only word for Finn s
kisses, pure and utter devastation of the senses. Rowan forgot all
about leaving, forgot all about still being wet from the rain, and
lost himself in the simmering heat of Finn plundering his mouth
like a goddamn pirate run amok.
His arms wound around Finn s shoulders and he wasn t at all
surprised when Finn caught him around the waist and straightened,
lifting him off his feet. He was going to have a talk with the man
about his penchant for carrying him everywhere. Later. He d talk
to him about it later, when he wasn t being kissed mindless.
Moaning, Rowan chose to take advantage of the added height
and wrapped his legs around Finn s hips, tilting his head and
giving back as good as he was getting. And oh, it was good. It was
heaven.
The kiss broke, but only so Finn could fist one hand in
Rowan s hair and tug it back to move on to devastating kisses
along his neck. Jesus, he was good at that. Twenty years of extra
practice or not, Finn had a mouth that ought to be registered as a
lethal weapon or at least come with a disclaimer: Warning may
be deadly. Handle with caution.
Finnegan& He didn t know what he d intended to say, any
thought disappearing with the sweep of Finn s tongue, rough wet
velvet, against his pulse.
Yes. Finn groaned, as if he somehow knew what Rowan had
meant or been about to ask.
Rowan was glad one of them knew because he was unable to
remember his own name at the moment.
Finn turned, striding from the kitchen, and Rowan had the
vague, hazy thought that they d already fucked on the couch. Finn
wasn t headed for the couch because, apparently, distance didn t
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factor in this time. He clearly wanted home field advantage and
proceeded to carry Rowan upstairs to the bedroom, tormenting him
with tongue, teeth and lips on his neck the whole way.
By the time they tumbled back on the bed, Rowan was aching
inside his jeans, lifting himself against Finn and he heard himself
say please without any encouragement this time. It got the exact
reaction it had the other day, a rough growl and Finn s teeth
scraping his skin, raising sensual goose bumps down his spine.
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Jesus, did the man practice those glowers in the mirror or was it a
natural gift?
I think you do. I think you know exactly what I mean. Who s
the one locking himself away, Rowan? Running from town to
113
LETTING IN THE LIGHT
town, state to state, flitting away when things get a little too close,
a little too personal? Finn took a step closer, towering over
Rowan and even still, with the anger rolling off the other man,
Rowan didn t feel threatened. He felt safer than he ever had. How
did you think you were going to help me when you can t even
help yourself? How many times have you done this made
someone a pet project and when it got too hard, or maybe too easy,
you took off?
Rowan tensed, that barb hitting close to home. I don t run. I
leave when I decide it s time. He didn t run& did he? It d made
so much sense earlier. Given the situation with Jake, he didn t feel
comfortable being there anymore and he d sort of concluded that,
though Finn did shut the world out, that chosen behavior of Finn s
wasn t something Rowan could fix or even should really. So he d
decided it was just time to move on. He d always done that,
followed his gut when it said, Time to go.
Was it his gut speaking now? Or was it his heart, afraid of what
Finn made him feel? God, he felt like a hypocrite, but he didn t
know the answer.
Maybe you re right. Maybe things have gotten deeper, more
personal, than I d planned. Is that what you re saying, Finnegan? If
you re going to ask me to be honest with myself, then you have to
give me the same in return. Tell me, if I left would you miss me?
Would it hurt you? He reached up and placed a hand on the other
man s chest, meeting Finn s gaze. Would it hurt you here?
Finn s jaw tightened and he caught Rowan s wrist, as if he was
going to push his hand away and instead tugged, bringing him
closer. You want honesty, Rowan? I ll give you honesty.
Rowan knew what was coming before it happened and didn t
try to resist when Finn lowered his head and slanted firm lips
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across his own. Devastation. That was the only word for Finn s
kisses, pure and utter devastation of the senses. Rowan forgot all
about leaving, forgot all about still being wet from the rain, and
lost himself in the simmering heat of Finn plundering his mouth
like a goddamn pirate run amok.
His arms wound around Finn s shoulders and he wasn t at all
surprised when Finn caught him around the waist and straightened,
lifting him off his feet. He was going to have a talk with the man
about his penchant for carrying him everywhere. Later. He d talk
to him about it later, when he wasn t being kissed mindless.
Moaning, Rowan chose to take advantage of the added height
and wrapped his legs around Finn s hips, tilting his head and
giving back as good as he was getting. And oh, it was good. It was
heaven.
The kiss broke, but only so Finn could fist one hand in
Rowan s hair and tug it back to move on to devastating kisses
along his neck. Jesus, he was good at that. Twenty years of extra
practice or not, Finn had a mouth that ought to be registered as a
lethal weapon or at least come with a disclaimer: Warning may
be deadly. Handle with caution.
Finnegan& He didn t know what he d intended to say, any
thought disappearing with the sweep of Finn s tongue, rough wet
velvet, against his pulse.
Yes. Finn groaned, as if he somehow knew what Rowan had
meant or been about to ask.
Rowan was glad one of them knew because he was unable to
remember his own name at the moment.
Finn turned, striding from the kitchen, and Rowan had the
vague, hazy thought that they d already fucked on the couch. Finn
wasn t headed for the couch because, apparently, distance didn t
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factor in this time. He clearly wanted home field advantage and
proceeded to carry Rowan upstairs to the bedroom, tormenting him
with tongue, teeth and lips on his neck the whole way.
By the time they tumbled back on the bed, Rowan was aching
inside his jeans, lifting himself against Finn and he heard himself
say please without any encouragement this time. It got the exact
reaction it had the other day, a rough growl and Finn s teeth
scraping his skin, raising sensual goose bumps down his spine.
He d beg all damn night if it got him reactions like that. [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]