“Thank you for dinner. Actually, I don’t remember the food much, so I thank you for the company. I’m glad we’re spending time together.” Michael leaned against his truck door, his eyes trapping mine. “I know we’re just getting to know each other again,” He paused between every word, “but you must know, you mean more to me than just friends. I’ve never forgotten you Spence.” Michael laced his fingers around the back of my neck. His scent, that woodsy scent that turned me on so damn much flooded my nostrils. It was like testosterone oozed out of his pores. I felt a stirring in my pants, my d**k showing its appreciation for being so close to this man. Should I trust my instincts and take a chance that things might possibly work out with him?
“Michael, you don’t know how much I want to believ
