“Are you being shy this morning?”
Josh shook his head. “Just taking this slow. There’s no reason to hurry things. I’m here for two months.”
“Correction. Less than two months.”
“Close enough. You can kiss, but you can’t touch.”
“Damn, that’s a horrible deal. I don’t think I like that.”
Josh chuckled. “I have a few questions for you.”
“Fire away. I’m ready for the battle.”
“It’s not really a battle. It’s just a few questions.”
“I’m ready for whatever,” Zeth said, slipped intrusive fingers between the cotton towel at Josh’s hips and Josh’s smooth skin.
“When was your last boyfriend?”
“Three months ago. His name was Scott Jenkins. A real sonofabitch, if you want to know the truth. An oil man with an angry spell about him. He drank and decided to use his fists on me. No ranger puts up
