“Wow,” Jayden said, the moment that Darren came back from the bathroom.
He had been stunned by the intensity of it. It was, really, just m**********n. It was just like that, but Darren’s hand being responsible and not his own. And yet it was so much more than that. It was intense, it was amazing, it was the best thing Jayden had ever experienced, and to come down from the high to Darren’s blown gaze and languid smile and know, just know¸ that he was responsible for that even if he hadn’t technically reciprocated…
“Wow,” he repeated, and Darren laughed, collapsing onto the bed beside him and wriggling in for a hug. Jayden pulled him close. He felt shaky. He felt bone-tired and shaky, like he’d been rattled right out of his skin. He felt hypersensitive, where Darren’s hand was resting in t
