Epilogue
“I loved it when you grabbed my shirt and pinned me to the wall.” Trey laughs.
“Kinky much, huh?” Jesse smiles up at Trey, his eyes crinkling at the corners, just the way Trey loves them.
Trey reaches for the remote control and clicks the TV off. He turns to Jesse and before Jesse knows it, Trey has pressed down on top of him, covering Jesse like a blanket.
“Umph! Can’t breathe, Trey! Get off!”
Totally ignoring Jesse’s breathless protests, Trey showers Jesse with kisses and little nips to his lips, his ears, his nose, his large hands framing Jesse’s face, whispering sweet nothings to the squirming man beneath him.
Jesse bucks under Trey, laughing and pushing Trey off.
“God, you’re heavy!” He pushes himself up and, sitting cross-legged on the bed, he opens the drawer at the
