Chapter 4Teo knew his restless night was his own doing. He shouldn’t have kissed Ryan, pure and simple. It didn’t matter what his own desires were. Antonio had been just inside the house, Ryan was coming off a long-term relationship, and Teo had more self-control than that.
He blamed those sad blue eyes. They had captivated him since meeting the man at the paddock. He’d explained it away as sympathy about his loss—if there was one thing Teo understood, it was loss, both of man and woman—and he’d sought to alleviate some of the sadness by becoming Ryan’s friend. Their morning rides were good for both of them. But on the porch, with Ryan’s lean body pressing into his side, seeing the dying sunlight gleaming in his sad blue eyes, Teo knew it was all lip service. He’d given in to his desire,
