He paused on the steps, jerked off his boots, and handed them to Sin. "Put them on. I won't need them and it'll be more comfortable for you."
Sin stared at the man he loved, swallowing hard, shocked that in spite of everything Raul had done to him, he could look at Rein and get a rush of arousal.
Concentrate.
Groaning, he stepped into Rein's boots and pulled them up. The leather was soft, and still warm from Rein's body. But it rubbed and pressed against bruises and cuts and Sin had to bite his tongue to keep from crying out.
Again, as if he knew what Sin was thinking, Rein pulled his face close and kissed his forehead. "I know. But when I used my magic, you're going to have to fly with me and you'll want the protection. Trust me."
A jolt of fear for Rein's safety shot through h
