He glanced at the cup but realized that was probably a good idea when he got another kiss. This one was deeper, lasting longer and stealing his breath away. A little flushed, his eyes fluttered open when James pulled away, Eli's lips chasing after a bit because he didn't want the kiss to end.

That one sentence made his heart race. Swallowing, he shifted closer, tilting his head into the hand still on his cheek.

"I'm yours," he murmured, offering himself without hesitation.