Chapter 8
Later, Blaze pulled vanilla-bean ice cream out of the freezer and scooped it into tall glasses. Logan took two cans of Dr. Pepper from the fridge and set them out.
They sat naked on leather-covered barstools at the counter and watched the cold Dr. Pepper fizz when they poured it over their ice cream. Using long iced tea spoons and straws, they talked as they sipped and spooned until the last drops of the floats and the carbonated drinks were gone.
Blaze talked Logan into going out on the back deck nude, even though the night sky was lighter than usual as it moved toward the full moon only days away. He watched the play of pale light filter over the well-formed butt and thighs of the American Native standing beside him. They sat on a blanket with their legs crossed, their d***s
