Chapter 35Steve picked Skyfall when Josh agreed to watch a Bond film with him on Sunday night, twenty-four hours to go. It was nice spending this time with Josh, even if a little awkward some days. Steve could make it work.
He would kiss Josh on the spot but had learned the limits. His arm around Josh’s shoulders presented little threat but were he to lick Josh’s neck or try to touch his lips, it pushed the envelope. Steve’s breathing deepened, and eyelids weighed heavy.
“Are you okay?” Josh asked. “I can feel your breath on my neck.”
Steve sat up straight. His eyelashes had batted against Josh’s ear, and Steve wondered if Josh noticed that too. This could be trouble, the safeword, Steve’s nemesis, the Raoul Silva to his Bond. He hadn’t heard it in a while and didn’t want to. It really
