Chapter 18
The kiss lingers long after they’ve parted. Jai is back on the truck’s passenger side, leaning against the cool window, fingers lightly touching lips that still tingle from where Duane’s pressed them in the dark. He tastes like the sweet and sour chicken wraps he’d had for dinner, and a little like the rich, creamy cheesecake they’d both ordered for dessert. Beneath the food, though, was the hint of something savory all Duane’s own, something Jai wants to pin down and try to find more of, something he wants to dip into again and again.
But it’s getting late, and as Duane drives back towards Jai’s apartment downtown, the lowering skies finally open up. The first fat drops of icy rain splat the windshield. Soon the black roads are obscured beneath the blur of Duane’s wipers, the
