When he arrived back in his room, he found Kris still in bed, so Joe dressed before trying once more to wake him.
“Hey, I’m heading down. If you want pancakes, better hustle.”
“I love pancakes,” Kris mumbled. “Had them for dinner last night.”
Joe laughed. “Chocolate chip, right?”
Kris pushed himself up to a sitting position. “Yep. They were good.”
Joe smiled. “Well, my mom’s are great. You’ll like hers even better.”
Kris finally smiled in return. “Are they chocolate chip?”
“Should’ve had a ham sandwich last night like me,” he said, teasing.
Kris moaned and stood there in his navy blue boxers and tight shirt, and all Joe wanted to do was kiss him. He moved quickly, sliding his arms around Kris’s waist and capturing his lips in a searing kiss. His mouth slanted over Kris’s over and o
