Burke’s gaze followed Reynaud as he left the room. Would I sleep with him, if he offered? Probably. I bet the s*x would be pretty fantastic. Afterward, then what? Just because we’re attracted to each other doesn’t mean a thing if we can’t take it beyond s*x, and he’s not going to let that happen. Hell, I’m not sure I would.
He was well aware, given the present situation, the last thing he should be thinking about was any sort of personal relationship with Reynaud beyond friendship. But damn it, he’s sexy when he’s in, well, fighting mode I guess. Or sexier. “Okay, stop,” he cautioned himself.
“Stop what?” Reynaud asked, returning with a bottle of beer and two glasses of wine.
“Stop worrying,” Burke quickly alibied. “I know you and Antoine can take care of yourselves.”
“You know nothing
