Although Sam experienced the sudden and unexpected thrill of having Bobby carry him, his lover was right—part of him rebelled. Had nothing to do with being a man in another man’s arms. If Bobby whisked him off his feet with the sole purpose of taking him to the bedroom and throwing him on the bed, Sam would have been overjoyed. The reason Bobby picked him up was to do with his physical impairment and, therefore, his self-esteem.
Bobby and Chantelle don’t care.
Knowing didn’t matter. Why did one’s brain and heart have to disagree? Clinging to logic instead of his distraught emotions, Sam tried to relax.
“Stop it,” Bobby scolded, obviously sensing Sam’s emotional turmoil. A little puff of breath blew against the side of his neck, Sam unable to help leaning into it. “That’s better.” Bobby’
