Chapter 3
Josh woke alone the next morning. Well, nearly afternoon. His eyebrows rose as he glanced at the clock and saw how late it was. Adam must have left hours ago to meet with his landscape clients.
Stretching until his spine popped, Josh smiled in contentment. It was going to be a good day. He’d grill dinner for Adam—maybe try that new tequila lime marinade on the chicken? And some shish kebabs of fresh mushrooms, red pepper and onions. Then after Farrelli’s excellent ice cream, he’d take his time seducing Adam, tormenting him until that little moan of need Josh so loved hearing couldn’t be suppressed. Josh intended to remind him just how good they were together, all without a marriage certificate.
He got up, dressed in sweats, and went down to the kitchen barefoot in search of co
