Saving Silas by SJ Himes

Author:SJ Himes [Himes, SJ]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Tags: romance, love, gay, family, hunters, paranormal, drama, erotic, mates, pack
Publisher: SJ Himes
Published: 2016-01-06T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

“Silas?”

Gee’s voice came through the bathroom door, and Silas finished rinsing and shut off the water. Shaking his wet hair out of his eyes, he reached for his towel and stepped out of the shower.

“Yeah?” Silas wrapped the towel around his waist and went to the door, opening it wide. He was very proud of his self-control, and he contained the urge to grin at the gob-smacked expression Gee wore. Gee was freshly showered and dressed again after his daily run, and Silas wanted to explore every single inch of the man.

It was two days after Gee took him from the hospital, and Silas was doing better. Still in pain, and his shoulder and arm ached fiercely, but he could move it. He wasn’t as weak, and he could stand without fearing he would topple over. And sleeping in that guestroom, alone, was almost more than he could bear. Ever since Jim’s visit, Gael was reserved, and while he watched Silas like he was the only interesting thing in the world, he wasn’t as free with his touch as he had been before. Jim must have said something, done something, and Silas would have had time to be upset about the older man’s interference if he wasn’t so busy trying to catch Gael’s attention. He felt like a teenage girl stalking her crush.

“Gee? You wanted something?” And now Silas smiled, since Gee’s eyes were locked on his chest, eyeing the water droplets running down his torso, and Silas felt blood rush south when they landed on the towel around his waist. Usually he would be embarrassed for anyone to see him get an erection, but Gael was another matter. His cock plumped up enough to define its shape beneath the towel, and Gael’s eyes landed on it like it had a target painted on it. He leaned against the doorway, and he watched Gee watch him.

“Um…yeah,” Gee swallowed audibly. “Your shoulder okay? You didn’t get it wet, right?”

Silas gently tugged off the waterproof tape and the plastic wrap that covered the entry wound and the cuts from surgery, and dropped the dressing in the trash next to the toilet.

“Nope, all dry. Want to check?” Silas asked, stepping into Gee’s personal space and tipping back his head, close enough to feel body heat. Wonderful, heady, make-his-cock-hard-as-rock body heat. Gael was still, frozen in place, and his breathing was thready and rough.

“Looks…looks good.” Gee muttered, and his hand rose, seemingly of its own accord, and his fingers danced around the injury, gliding smooth and gentle over his battered flesh. Silas’ eyes fluttered shut, and he leaned forward, and the groan that slipped past his lips was entirely unintentional when Gael’s fingers followed the arch of his collarbone and up the side of his neck.

“Angel…”

He had no time to crow in success; Gael’s mouth was on his, hand wrapped at the base of his skull, fingers buried in his hair. Silas was held immobile, helpless to the bigger man as Gee’s tongue tasted his lips, questing between them.

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