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this party privately.”
    Justice knew the words made sense, his lust-addled brain just couldn’t compute them. “I…um…what?”
    “You. Me. A bottle of champagne in the owner’s cabin on the San Valentino .”
    He said it as though it explained everything. And maybe it did. When Justice shook his head to clear it, Nic had already begun to fight his way through the crowd. He stopped and looked over his shoulder, aiming a sinful look at Justice.
    “You coming?”
    Justice was awkward and anxious, true, but he wasn’t stupid. “God, yes,” he mumbled before hustling to catch up.
    * * * *
    Nic didn’t have a plan. He didn’t know exactly what he was going to do with his airplane boy once he had him cornered, but he knew he had to get him alone. He’d been rock hard since he met the kid, but it wasn’t even just about the attraction. He was intrigued by Justice, with his quirks and his blushing, and whenever they were together, they had a kind of chemistry that practically crackled in the air —the kind that you just didn’t ignore.
    By the time Justice gathered his wits and caught up, Nic was jumping out of his skin. He had to get that man home, and in less clothing. Putting a hand on the small of Justice’s back, he guided him out of the crowded club.
    Once they were on the curb, Nic turned to face Justice. His knees went weak at the expression of dazed debauchery on the other man’s face. He cleared his throat a couple of times before he could speak. “Wait right here. I’ll flag down the cab.”
    Nic wasn’t ashamed of the fact that he’d booked a taxi from the app on his phone the minute he’d seen Justice. No way was he going to allow all of the club rats and gym bunnies climb all over his man.
    He caught sight of the little yellow and blue Chevy Volt waiting at the curb, and motioned for Justice to follow. “Union Marina, please,” he told the driver while Justice caught up.
    When Justice slid onto the back seat next to him, hip to hip, Nic felt a flurry of butterflies in his chest. When was the last time he’d felt that way about a man. Maybe never. Definitely not since Colin, anyway.
    Nic frowned at that thought, and he felt Justice’s warm hand rest on his thigh and squeeze.
    “You okay?” Justice asked. “Having second thoughts?”
    Nic’s brow furrowed in confusion until he realized that Justice must have noticed his expression. “God, no. My mind just wandered there for a second.”
    Justice raised his eyebrows. “Obviously to nowhere good.”
    “Lord, you have no idea.”
    The young man nodded and leaned back against the soft upholstery in the back of the car. “No…but I’d like to,” he answered with a small smile. “Someday, maybe.”
    “Maybe.” Nic returned the smile with one of his own, and damned if he wasn’t kind of hoping that Justice would stick around long enough to find out those things about him.
    They settled into a comfortable silence, both content to sit with the anticipation and promise of whatever was to come.

Chapter Ten
    It always started with the cold sweat. He could feel it first on his temples, then on the back of his neck, and finally his forehead. After that came the shakes, and the dizziness. And always, the nausea.
    Oh God, not now. Please not now , Justice thought. He’d been flying high on endorphins, pheromones, and sweaty, sexy man when he’d gotten in the cab. Once Nic fell silent and Justice was no longer distracted by his deep, smooth voice, he began to think. This was never, ever a good idea.
    He thought about how he had left the comforting anonymity of the club and was venturing into unfamiliar territory —territory in which he would be the center of attention. No matter how much he liked Nic, desired him, simple attraction wasn’t going to rewire his brain.
    Justice clenched his hands in the fabric of his jeans. The panic always escalated quickly, sometimes even too quickly for medication. He feared this was one of those times. He