Logan was waiting outside the motel as dawn sent its silent arc of pale pink across the horizon and Blaze parked in front. Just seeing the car pull up sent a thrill of anticipation racing through Logan. He couldn’t remember ever feeling quite this way about a man before, and he wasn’t sure if it was real or another trick of Coyote. Still, he wasn’t going to deny himself the pleasure of being with him—if for no other reason than to get the sour taste of Bernard out of his system. He was sure Blaze Canis would never be demanding, whine, or crowd a man.
Blaze left his car. “Hi.” He spoke in a hushed voice so as not to waken motel guests who weren’t early risers.
“Hi.” It sounded inane, especially in the subdued tones they were using, but Logan was so filled with lust for the figure before h
