Chapter 13
Cam was waiting for Preston in the living room, curled up at one end of the couch with his shoes off and his feet pulled up under him. When he saw Preston in the doorway, he patted the cushion beside his. “There you are,” he purred. “Come sit with me.”
Preston didn’t need any prompting. As he crossed the room, he kicked off his shoes and loosened the top buttons on his shirt. By the time he reached the couch, he had the whole thing unbuttoned and open, exposing the thin T-shirt he wore beneath it. Shrugging off the overshirt, he tossed it aside and sank down on the cushion next to Cam. “Finally get you all to myself.” Preston leaned him back against the arm of the couch to claim a long, loving kiss. Against Cam’s lips, he murmured, “Now this is my idea of dessert.”
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