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Adam grabbed him and jerked him back into the chair again.
He held him there and put his lips against Nick’s ear. “It is. But you’re all jacked up worrying about everyone else. I’m starting to wonder who worries about Nicholas . ”
Nick flushed and relaxed back into his hands. “I like that,”
he murmured.
“That no one worries about you?”
His cheeks warmed further. Someday he’d be able to reconnect his mouth to his brain. “No. The way you said my name.”
“So I have a thought,” Adam said, leaning closer to run his hands down the front of Nick’s chest. He did it slowly, letting each part of his hand stroke its way down. Fingertips, then palm. Shoulders, then muscle, then ni**les.
Nick hissed in a breath. He wanted him to stop. He wanted him to keep going.
“What’s your thought?” he said quickly.
“Why don’t you let me worry for an hour.” Adam’s hands moved lower, finding the hem of Nick’s shirt and skirting below it. Warm fingers brushed bare stomach. Nick jumped and fought for breath.
Then those fingers slid inside the waistband of his jeans.
Nick froze and captured his hands. Then he couldn’t move.
He couldn’t breathe.
Adam’s voice was low and soft, his face against Nick’s neck.
“Talk to me.”
Nick clenched his eyes closed. His thoughts were spinning like a tornado, completely out of control. “I don’t know what you want.”
Low laughter against his neck. “I don’t think that’s true.”
Nick thought his cheeks would never cool. That emotional tornado left him scattered and scrambling to pick up the pieces.
He couldn’t decide if he was angry or turned on or both. “Don’t tease me.”
The amusement left Adam’s voice. “No teasing. No judgment. You’re safe here, remember?”
“I remember.” Nick warred with his thoughts.
“Talk to me,” Adam whispered.
“I don’t want to do the wrong thing. I don’t want you to—”
Adam pulled a hand free and put it over Nick’s mouth. His other arm went across Nick’s chest, making it more of an em-brace. “No more worrying. What do you want? Does anyone ever ask you that? What do you want, Nick?”
No. No one ever asked him that. Nick put a hand over Adam’s, where it rested on his chest. He drew a shuddering breath and shook his head. “I don’t know. I don’t know what I want.”
Adam put a hand against his cheek and turned him, kissing him lightly, sweetly. No pressure, just a brush of lips before drawing back.
“Well,” said Adam, and Nick could hear the smile in his voice. “Maybe I could give you a few ideas.”
CHAPTER 13
Quinn giggled and looked up at the starry night sky, accented by bits of flying ash from the fire. “I didn’t realize you’d make a whole bonfire.”
Tyler lay next to her on a fleece beach blanket he’d fetched from the truck. “Well, you said you were cold.”
