Page 78 of The Long Way
Damon’s brow furrowed for a moment. “I need to talk to Eli and to Chelsea. If we can figure out a way to access the money Bas sent them without tipping anyone off, Chelsea will be covered for a good long while. She can stay with Eli, or we can relocate her somewhere more permanent if she wants. Maybe we can head back there tomorrow for a belated Thanksgiving and figure stuff out.”
Cain’s stomach flipped. “Yeah?”
“Yeah. Be nice to spend it with loved ones for a change. You in?”
Cain swallowed hard, trying not to read too much intoloved ones. Danger, danger. “Totally. Eli and I forged a deep bond while I was there. We’re besties now.”When he’s not putting his fucking hands all over you.
“I could tell,” Damon said dryly. “So. Documents. Then email. Then head back to Eli’s. But before we go…”
“Yeah?”
“Maybe we could take an hour to use the hot tub again,” Damon suggested, one eyebrow raised like this was a question or a suggestion, when there was no question in Cain’s mind that this was a perfect idea. “It is Thanksgiving, after all. That hot tub makes me very thankful.”
“This time I’ll bring some towels,” Cain said.
“This time I’ll bring the condoms and lube.”
Cain laughed, because he couldn’t help it. Even though nothing had been settled, things felt so positive and hopeful.
And maybe Damon was right - maybe he didn’t need to decide everything today. Maybe he had time to figure things out.
“You make great suggestions,” Cain told him, and when he lifted on his tiptoes to press a kiss to Damon’s lips, Damon bent his head and met him halfway.
As their kiss turned hotter, Cain’s hands went around Damon’s waist beneath his t-shirt. The warm strength of him was the dictionary definition of reassuring, and Cain surrendered himself to the magical pull of the kiss. It went on for a long while, no hurrying and no demands, just all-consuming pleasure strong as gravity, unfightable and unstoppable by…
“CainEdward!What is the meaning of this?”
Cain sprang backward like he’d been electrocuted, pressing the back of his hand to his kiss-swollen lips. There in the doorway stood his mother, his father, and his sister, all staring at him with identical expressions of shock and horror.
And just like that, his time had expired.
