length, a gust of wind shook the old casement window, the draft flinging the curtains up and out.
“We’ll blow the fucking hotel down when we finally get to naked touching.”
“Uh-huh.” Liam swallowed hard, then kissed him one more time. “Okay, come on, you. Let’s go meet your contact.”
“Right. You, me and Shiloh in the same room with chocolate.”
Liam took his arm, leading him to the door. “I like the image.”
“Yes.” He would pay to see Liam suck chocolate off her fingers, off her lips, off her…
“Be good,” Liam warned.
“I can’t.” That was absolutely true too. Elijah couldn’t get sex off his mind.
“Me either. I want to push you down and do unspeakable things to you.”
His balls drew up, his cock aching. Elijah panted a little, his hand on the doorknob. “This is crazy.”
“Insane.” Liam nuzzled his jaw, licked at him, pressing up against his hip and rubbing. That impressive dick made his hands twitch, his mouth water. Gods. “Just quickly. Together. Hand job.”
“Okay.” How on earth could he resist that?
Liam nodded eagerly, green eyes flashing fire. That big, freckled hand dug at his pants, worrying the button, but before either of them could get his zipper open, the fucking window damned near exploded, a huge crack running down the center.
“Fuck.” Liam grabbed his hand, wrenched the door open. “Come on. Now.”
They pelted out the door and down the stairs as if they were a pair of teenagers in a horror movie, laughing madly by the time they made it outside.
There was one hell of a storm brewing, clouds black as pitch, roiling as they headed down the mountains. Elijah frowned. “Do you have a jacket in your vehicle? I can loan you one if you want, just in case it really comes down.” Liam’s double set of hoodies wouldn’t hold up to rain or snow.
“I’ll be okay. Let’s run.” They headed down the street, racing the rain, and Elijah felt like a kid, as if they were on an adventure, the adrenaline pumping.
He hadn’t had so much fun in eons.
Elijah couldn’t wait to see what happened next.
Chapter Three
“Shi, can you let me hang out for a little while?” Nova had shown up a few minutes before closing, looking a little harried. “I need to meet someone and I don’t want to go to the hotel.”
“Sure. Sure, honey. You want me to stick around? I can find something to do.”
Nova bit her lip. “Well, they’re here to talk about, uh, the air around here. So you might want to hang out.”
Shiloh blinked. “You called somebody about the horny devil book thing.”
That’s what they’d started referring to it as. The horny devil.
“I told you I had your back.” Nova grinned, bright blue eyes twinkling.
“I’ll warm up some pie. Also, seriously? There are people you call for this sort of thing?”
“Well, I called Elijah Mourning Dove, but he says he brought someone else in.” Nova seemed serious. Wow.
“Elijah…hot Native American guy? Great hair?”
“Yes. I mean, that’s what his picture shows.” Nova pulled out her little phone and showed Shiloh a picture of the guy who had been in earlier.
“Met him. He’s got a boyfriend. Redheaded. Gorgeous.” She’d pay to watch them.
“Damn, really? His profile says single.” Nova looked so disappointed that Shiloh chuckled.
“No way, Nova. Those two are electric.”
“Rats.” Nova winked. “I will so need pie.”
“There’s apple. I’ll heat it up.”
About the time she slid around the counter, the front door opened, Elijah and his boyfriend running in. The second the door shut, the skies opened up, the rain slamming down.
“Woo!” the redhead whooped, laughing like a loon. “Look at that!”
“Look at that!” Elijah repeated, and shook his head. “We made it.”
“You did.” Nova went to hug the hot dark one, and Shiloh felt a weird, uncomfortable rush of jealousy. “Hi, Elijah.”
“Nova.” He kissed her cheek. “This is Liam.”
“Liam.