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he’d do. Or what he wouldn’t do.
    “A kiss?” Walter raised his free hand and ran the pad of his forefinger over Kevin’s lower lip. “This mouth looks like it was made for kissing. And a few other things.”
    Kevin’s skin tingled everywhere. He wanted to arch his groin against Walter’s body again, wanted more of that amazing contact. He forced his back to the wall.
    That didn’t stop Walter. He shifted his thigh, a slight movement forward and back, and it drove Kevin closer and closer to the edge.
    Walter lowered his head until their lips almost touched. The look in his eyes wasn’t the serious, confident man Kevin had seen when he’d first entered the club. This look was uninhibited, wild, alive. Walter massaged the skin at the nape of Kevin’s neck.
    That stroking sent a shiver down Kevin’s spine, and this time he did arch his back, his body riding up Walter’s thigh. He let his eyes fall shut and gave himself over to the moment.
    Walter’s breath hitched right before he pressed his warm lips to Kevin’s mouth, adding in a soft, wet swipe of his tongue as he dug his fingers into Kevin’s hair. Kevin spread his lips to the sweet assault of that touch. Their tongues came together. He shifted so his erection rubbed along Walter’s hip again and again.
    He wanted more.
    He dropped his arms from where they’d been pinned earlier and grabbed Walter by the back of the neck with both hands. He opened his mouth wider, let his tongue explore and taste and practically fuck Walter’s mouth.
    God, it felt so good. To let go. To take what he wanted and not think so much.
    Walter made a sound, a long, low groan. The press of his thigh was gone, and he adjusted his stance so they were lined up body to body. Kevin felt a hard bulge against him.
    Fuck.
    He pulled back, his breath surging out of him in heavy pants. What the hell was he doing? And here? In this club, of all places.
    Walter raised a finger to his own lips, brushing the flesh Kevin had just been kissing. “I was right.”
    For a moment Kevin thought he’d get his second kiss with a man. Then Walter stepped back. Maybe he figured this was a bad idea too. He looked conflicted. Then his expression returned to the concentrated curiosity—and maybe lust—he’d been directing at Kevin all night.
    One long stare between them and everything shifted for Kevin. Every thought he’d forced through his mind since he’d made the plan to come to the Haven, every denial and every lie he’d ever told himself no longer mattered. Not right then. He didn’t want to hold back any longer. Didn’t want to miss this one chance to take something he’d been denying himself for so long. He didn’t want to give up seeing that look. Not yet.
    “We could go upstairs.”
    Walter watched him for another moment. “That would be a very bad idea.” Then that confident smirk was back. “You’re lucky that kiss has me feeling like being bad tonight.” He opened the door and paused before stepping into the hall. “You coming?”
    Another of those kisses and Kevin would be coming for sure. He hurried for the door and followed Walter Simon down the hall.
    What the hell was he doing?
    Did it matter?
    For the first time since that night eight years ago, he was pretty sure he would not stop.

Chapter Five
    Walter opened the door to a room on the third floor and gestured for Kevin to enter first. No matter what he’d been telling himself about this guy being too young, he couldn’t deny his actions were driven by the simple fact that he wanted to catch another glimpse of that ass encased in leather.
    Kevin took a step inside and halted, just how Walter had found the man when he’d first arrived at the Haven.
    He pressed his chest to Kevin’s back and leaned down to whisper in his ear. “Nice, isn’t it?”
    Walter had used the room only a handful of times over the years. A four-poster bed sat in the center of the space, a gas fireplace along one wall, and a two-person