Then they were kissing, and the thrill that had sparked to life on Matthew’s lips rushed through his blood to light up the rest of him. Then they weren’t just holding hands anymore, they were clinging to each other. He felt Gavin’s free hand land on the small of his back, and while Gavin pulled their bodies together, Matthew’s other hand slipped up Gavin’s arm, behind Gavin’s neck, and wound into Gavin’s hair. The world tipped on its axis, Matthew’s head spun along with his body, and suddenly he was stretched out on the mattress with Gavin’s weight over top of him.
“We probably shouldn’t do this here.”
Gavin breathed the words into his mouth, against his lips, and Matthew tried to kiss them out of existence. “Nothing wrong with kissing.”
A huff of air—a light laugh—tickled Matthew’s mou
