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A little something from Hooked, inspired by the Six Sentence Sunday blog.

“What are you asking me?”

Do you taste as good as you look? Am I going to go insane because I can’t stop thinking about you this way? If I tell you what I want, would that change things?

Carlos took a deep breath. If Michael had never noticed it before, he had to have observed the way Carlos was looking at him now, as if every dirty, wonderful, mind-blowing erotic act two men could perform together was his for the asking.