Chapter 12
Then
The kiss behind Doug’s van might’ve been their first, but it sure wasn’t the last after their show at the Ratt. Taking Larry’s hand in his, Geoff led the way inside the aptly named Love Bus, where the two of them snuggled together on the very back seat. Larry shoved Doug’s guitar onto the floorboards and stretched out, Geoff above him, their bodies pressed together in the confines of the cramped vehicle.
Each touch left an exquisite ache of desire, and every kiss was as heady as anything on tap in the bar they played. Soon Larry’s lips felt bee-stung and swollen, tingling from Geoff’s constant nibbling. He could taste his friend on his tongue, and every time he swallowed, he drank down another gulp of Geoff’s tangy scent, a faint undercurrent of sweat and cologne Larry s
