“Except you showed up on my front door.” He came around the edge of the counter until he stood directly in front of Dario. Slowly, he folded his hand over Dario’s on the bottle and guided it downward. “So maybe you do know.”
Dario knew he could pull away from Shawn’s touch. The younger man was a bit broader than him, but not so strong Dario couldn’t break free. Of course, Shawn wasn’t using his strength to hold Dario in place. Something about the texture of his skin, and the weight of his fingers, kept Dario in place.
“I am glad you found me.”
The V-neck T-shirt Shawn wore revealed the steady throb at the base of his neck. Under Dario’s gaze, it quickened, its hypnotic pace an echo of something familiar, something long missed. Muscles worked beneath his tanned skin, and Dario’s throat t
