Love in Neon Lights
“Honey, you are looking at him like love in neon lights.”
Darren licked his lips as he looked at Carter. The stiffness of the gala had evaporated as Carter undid his bowtie. His nimble fingers fluttered over the silky material, as did Darren’s heart.
They were in a limo, going home from their annual gala. Their company had a strict non-fraternization rule, but any time Darren looked at Carter…he wanted…