ZACH INDICATED WHICH direction he was parked, his breath hitching in his throat. If he’d had lube and a c****m in his pocket, he would have been tempted to take Dylan somewhere dark and quiet. The young fireman was f*****g hot. Too hot for someone as boring as Zach. “I’m parked about ten cars down. Where are you?”
Dylan started walking in that direction. “I’m parked behind some expensive white Corvette.”
Zach flushed, his cheeks lighting up with heat.
“Ah God, that’s your car.”
Zach shrugged at his date, who had a horrorstruck look on his face. “Single and a doctor. I have to spend my money on something.”
Dylan smiled, but Zach saw the tension there when the expression didn’t reach his eyes. He hoped that wasn’t going to be a problem. The guys he’d dated in the past either wanted to s
