Twenty minutes later he was in the shower, staying true to his word about fucking himself more than once.
Except this time he wasn’t thinking about Jackie.
It wasn’t like he was actively trying to think about anyone else; it was just that someone else kept popping into his brain like an incessant child begging for candy.
Chalk it up to the fact that they were in Boston and he was off somewhere right now doing whatever it was he did with Boston Lily.
Still, Hayden couldn’t help thinking about Shane. Thinking about when he might be back… if he might already be on his way… if he might catch him again like he had once before.
And the more Hayden thought about it, the more his pulse raced and his breath quickened. READ CHAPTER TWO













