Chapter 2Ten years of longing compressed itself into the clumsy press of Martin’s lips against his. Gabe had known when he’d returned home that he might eventually run into Martin, but not the day after he arrived and he hadn’t believed he’d ever get to taste him again. Martin hadn’t changed that much, except to become even more handsome with his perfectly tousled hair and biceps that strained the arms of his V-neck.
There should probably be more thinking involved in this moment. Martin probably has someone. He has to, he’s too amazing to be single. That’s the narrative Gabe has told himself for ten years, that Martin would quickly forget about Gabe and move on to find someone worthy of everything Martin has to offer.
But this messy mash of lips and teeth and tongues was too good to stop
