He debated on running up to the shelter and knocking—surely someone was up, some small kid watching TV who could let him in. But just as he cut off the engine, the front doors opened and Jamie stepped out into the bright morning light, grinning at him.
Sweet Jesus in heaven above, Alex thought, swallowing hard as he watched the way Jamie’s hair caught the sun, his curls winking in the light. His skin looked like porcelain this early in the day, so smooth, so perfect. Alex could only imagine what it would taste like if he leaned over and planted a quick kiss on Jamie’s soft cheek once he got in the car.
As Jamie came closer, Alex noticed the black leather pants he wore, snug across his hips and thighs, and damn…those pants left nothing to the imagination. He could see every crease, ever
