[ Gabe felt it too, this almost uncontrollable urge to reach out and touch Darryn's face, trace his fingers across his cheekbones, down the side of his nose and to his lips. The urge to run his thumb over the man's lips, taking in how soft they were before shovin-...
He shook his head rather violently, getting the mental image out his head before he had to smile at Darryn, acting like he was listening and caring about his words ] //It was the fact that you called it cold! It's barely mild yet!!//
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He shook his head rather violently, getting the mental image out his head before he had to smile at Darryn, acting like he was listening and caring about his words ] //It was the fact that you called it cold! It's barely mild yet!!//