Chapter 8
“Stay a bit longer,” Carter begged. “Tell him your flight was canceled. Tell him it was hijacked. You’re in Cuba and you won’t be home for a week or so.”
Denny looked into the eyes of the man who held him tightly, chest to chest, their hard c***s pressing between them. He was tempted. Oh, yes, he was tempted. He leaned forward and kissed Carter deeply.
He shook his head. “He won’t buy it. I’ve been lying so much. He knows enough about my job to know stuff like we pulled to get this extra night doesn’t happen all that often. Especially when I’m over my limit in flight hours for the month.”
“Tell him about me. Then we won’t have to lie any more.”
Denny kissed Carter again and began undulating against him, trying to distract him from the conversation. He wasn’t ready to make th
