James made an inelegant grunt at being groped. And by a hot young thing. With a very fine body of his own. God, life was hard.

He slipped his arms under Eli's to wrap around his waist and pull the boy flush against him, leaning in for a languid kiss. That hard muscle felt so good against James' body. He smoothed his hands along Eli's back, keeping his close until he broke away from kissing.

"I've created a monster," he teased.