Chapter 3
“I could get used to the West Coast if it was all like this.” Ty stretched out on the blanket and put his hands beneath his head.
Evan had planned a day at Ocean Beach, figuring Ty needed a little time away from downtown. They’d packed a picnic lunch and hit the sand around eleven A.M. Of course, the waves were too cold and choppy for swimming, but they strolled along the sand looking for the perfect picnic spot and waded out into the surf until they got chilly.
Evan really had a hard time reining in his growing libido, though. His rebellious fingers kept sneaking out of his pockets, reaching for Ty’s dangling hand. At one point, he’d actually brushed against the other man, feeling his face flame as he pretended he’d stumbled in the loose sand. His thoughts refused to stay in
