Chapter 8
The next month flew by, with the two men seeing each other whenever they could. And except for two times, Tyler had, to Jarod’s obvious disappointment, gone home instead of staying over. The two times he’d slept over, Tyler had gone right to work from Jarod’s house. But tonight was different and it had Tyler gnawing on the inside of his cheek and breathing heavy.
Jarod pulled up and smiled. Tyler stood on the curb, his body frozen in place as his mind raced with all the things that could go wrong tonight. The sound of Jarod jumping down from the truck and slamming the door snapped Tyler out of his thoughts. By the time Jarod held the truck door open for him, Tyler was back in the here and now, his stomach only slightly nauseous.
Jarod’s lips barely whispered over Tyler’s. When
