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nodded again sharply. “Agreed.”
    Oh, fuck, don’t do it . “I haven’t shared a bed with anyone in three years, and I fucking hate sleeping alone.” Grey rushed through the confession that he could not believe came out of his mouth. “Now you.”
    “It has been two years for me,” Sirus confessed, spilling his words in just as fast a tumble as Grey had done. “And I hate it just as much as you do. I don’t normally do this, and I don’t have any expectations,” he pulled Grey to him with one gentle tug, “but with what you just said, and what I did, you have to know I don’t want to sleep in that guest room tonight.”
    Sirus’s body heat shimmered off him in tangible waves, making Grey realize how cold he was inside. How cold his bed was too. No expectations . Grey couldn’t stop thinking about that, and he couldn’t take his eyes off the stunning piece of man standing before him, someone his sister knew, and more importantly, trusted.
    Against every rule he had ever set for himself, and every promise he made to himself three years ago, Grey said, “So don’t.” His blood rushed so fast he felt a little dizzy. He said the rest anyway. “Share the master bedroom with me.”

Chapter Six
    Grey’s request hung heavy in the air, standing between him and the man before him like a ghost in the dark night. Stunned disbelief didn’t even begin to describe the expression on Sirus’s face, and frissons of extreme discomfort crawled right under Grey’s skin, attaching doubt to his one act of selfish need.
    Suddenly amazingly uncomfortable, Grey shrugged with indifference. “It was just a suggestion. Suit yourself.” He hardened the hint of vulnerability that had leaked out of him and schooled himself not to show he cared. “I’m going inside.”
    “Were you serious?” The quiet of Sirus’s voice cut across the small amount of space between them, stroking the sliver of needy weakness before Grey could completely cauterize it. Sirus looked at Grey with that stormy gaze of his and tugged right at Grey’s long-buried need to be something more than a solo act. “Do you really want me to share your bed?” he added.
    Grey opened his mouth and, “I can’t remember when I’ve ever wanted anything more,” almost came out. Panic swirled in his chest, suffocating him, and instead he coolly delivered, “Look, it’s late, and we’re both exhausted. I don’t know about you, but I’m about thirty seconds away from freezing my balls off. I plan to go inside, have a hot shower, and go to bed. We can double up, or we can go it alone. It’s up to you.” Grey looked right at Sirus and did not show so much as a shiver. “Either way, I’m not standing here and discussing it any further.”
    Sirus penetrated Grey with a brief, intense stare that left Grey feeling touched from top to bottom. Then he leaned down, scooped up Grey’s shirt, and thrust it against Grey’s chest. Grey grabbed it before it could fall, and when he did, Sirus slid his hand down Grey’s stomach, past his cock, and cupped his balls through his jeans. Sirus’s face was only inches from Grey’s, and Grey was caught, trapped, and unable to breathe. “Can’t have these falling off,” Sirus answered, and flashed a fast, wicked smile. He squeezed Grey’s nuts and gave them a placating pat. Then, holy shit, he winked. “Let’s get you into a hot bath.” Sirus’s hand trailed over Grey’s thigh and around his hip as he moved up the steps, setting Grey’s body to roaring with renewed life. “Coming?” he called out, and kept right on going, the view of his tight, oh-so-enticing bare ass luring Grey with every step he took.
    Lord knew, Grey acknowledged, that he should walk right to his car and drive straight down the mountain. His legs wouldn’t obey. Against his better judgment, he followed.

“Oh, fuck, this was a good idea.” Grey moaned, his body spiking with pinpricks as his chilled skin came into contact with steaming hot