A Holiday Homecoming by Liv Rancourt

Author:Liv Rancourt [Rancourt, Liv]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: gay romance
ISBN: 978-1-64405-779-7
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Published: 2019-09-18T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Five

IT WAS only rigatoni. Bo still chuckled to think about how thrilled the Cunninghams had been when he’d offered to make dinner. Even Jon’s father had managed a few bites, something Bo took as the greatest compliment of all.

Because yes, he knew his way around a pan of pasta, but he still liked it when people appreciated his efforts.

They’d finished thirty-six ornaments and shared a bottle of wine over dinner, and afterward Jon decreed that Bo shouldn’t drive, so they’d spent the night curled up together in Jon’s twin bed. Their physical closeness was the result of both desire and by the notable sag in the center of the mattress. Bo didn’t care, even though when he woke up, his back felt twisted like a pretzel.

“Next time we’re sleeping at my apartment.” He nuzzled Jon’s ear. They’d stripped down to their boxers and tees, and though their dicks were clearly interested in a certain morning activity, the elder Cunninghams’ presence had a quelling effect.

“I should get up and see if Dad needs anything.” Jon gave a giant stretch, wrapping an arm around Bo and pulling him closer.

It was all Bo could do not to hump Jon’s thigh. “We should both get up because if we don’t, I won’t be held responsible for my actions.”

Jon pressed a kiss to his forehead and released him. “Right.”

Not quite ready to give in, Bo grabbed his glasses and climbed on top so they lay belly to belly. “Tonight’s Christmas Eve, and I’ve got family stuff.”

Dark hair flopped across Jon’s forehead and his eyes were sleepy. Rumpled, he was entirely too sexy. “Absolutely.”

“I’d invite you to join us, but—”

“I should stay here with Mom and Dad.”

Bo nodded. He’d known the answer before he posed the question. “And tomorrow too.”

Nodding, Jon occupied himself by tracing the line of Bo’s jaw with a delicate fingertip. He had the best hands.

“Stop it.” Bo eased down till his lips were a breath away from Jon’s, parts farther south rising to the occasion. Yesterday, Jon had shown a new side of himself, a vulnerable, eager-to-please version. Behind his aloof persona, there was a Jon who needed someone to take care of him.

And Bo absolutely wanted to be that guy.

Jon’s finger kept moving, and Bo drifted so close, their lips touched when he spoke. “I mean it.”

“Mm-hm.” Jon turned the word into a kiss, and after a moment of halfhearted resistance, Bo acquiesced.

Kissing Jon Cunningham had become his favorite thing ever. They melted together, as if they’d been born to find this time and place.

His body protesting, Bo ended the kiss with a reluctant sigh. “I should go.”

He slid off the bed and onto the floor. Jon chased him with one hand, entangling his fingers in Bo’s curls and tugging gently.

“You’re one of a kind, Bo Barone. I wish—”

Bouncing off the floor, Bo tackled Jon and gave him another kiss. He didn’t want to know what Jon wished, because if it was anything close to what Bo wished, they were in for some heartache.

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