Chapter 33
Kord
Kord readjusted his body as Jimmy cuddled against him on the bed. Even with both of them fully clothed, the situation still felt both awkward and sweet. All the years before this moment disappeared. Everything was as it had been years ago in a different city. Kord held Jimmy protectively—huddling close as they’d done so many times in the past, fearful Jimmy’s family might find out about them.
Kord’s eyes snapped open at that thought. Jimmy’s family, a band of cutthroat thugs who’d kill him on sight. Jimmy could be a sweet trap. Kord had to keep reminding himself of that possibility. This moment of closeness—sweet as it should have been—felt wrong. Because it was. It couldn’t end well for either of them if things went any further.
Everything about it was wrong. There was
