Sky Horse

"I'm going to give you what you want," Jace said, approaching Nate. "I don't think that's a good idea." "Why not? I'm doing this for free." He leaned closer and felt the nervousness coming from the man in waves. "Look at it this way," he said in a husky voice, "you're saving a hundred dollars. Money wise, it's a good deal." Nate backed up. "What about Matt?" "What about him? He left." Jace began to take off his jeans. "I know I don't look as good as I did before but..." "That has nothing to do with it," Nate said in a hoarse whisper, "and you look fine." His heart pounded in his chest as Jace came closer. "I thought you cared about...him." He took another step backward and his back hit the wall. "I care," Jace said. "I told him that I love him and I do but he doesn't want me." "Maybe he's just nervous," Nate said. "I could understand how he could be with you. You're..." Jace came toward him again and stopped. "What? I'm what?" "So damn cute, gorgeous, sexy...I don't know what is the word your generation uses?" Nate closed his eyes as Jace leaned closer. Their chests touched. "Smoking hot," Jace whispered in his ear. "Oh Christ," Nate uttered.