As soon as Aidan and Ronan entered their bedroom, they shed their clothes and made their way to the shower.
Aidan stepped in and adjusted the temperature, letting the spray cascade over him. He glanced at Ronan, as he stepped in behind him and his heart pounded in his chest.
"We’re actually going to do this?" he asked, his voice low and rough, barely covered by the rush of water.
Ronan raised his eyes, meeting Aidan's gaze with a hunger that matched his own. "Not a moment too soon," he admitted, his voice thick with arousal.
Aidan felt a jolt of electricity shoot through him at Ronan's reply. He stepped closer, the space between them shrinking until their chests brushed against each other.
Ronan didn't hesitate. He reached out, wrapping one hand around Aidan's neck and pulling him in
