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throat.
“You sorry it did?” Drake had to know where he stood.
“Not particularly.” Oggie sucked one of the rum-laced ice cubes into his mouth. “You?”
“Not at all,” Drake confessed. He ran the cool glass against his swollen lips. “Although I wish it’d happened somewhere else.”
“Afraid your employer would disapprove?” Oggie questioned.
There was an uneasiness about the way Oggie asked that alerted Drake that the man was already starting to pull away. He moved his glass to his left hand and reached across the aisle with his right. Holding the back of Oggie’s neck, Drake stretched over and kissed him again. “Asa would more than approve. I meant that I wish we’d been alone, in bed preferably.”
Oggie licked his lips. “Oh.” He leant in for another deep kiss. “Are we staying at Joseph’s?”
Drake gave Oggie one last kiss before pulling back to sit straight in his seat. “No, Asa’s secretary reserved four rooms for us at a hotel down the street from the shelter.”
“Maybe we only need three rooms?”
Drake glanced at the cockpit door, sure that Stony had already worked his magic on his newest co-pilot. “Two’s more like it.”
Oggie sucked another ice cube into his mouth. “What’s your deal with the pilot? Should I be jealous?”
“Of Stony? Absolutely not. We’ve fucked, but usually out of boredom, nothing more.”
“Are you still fucking him?” Oggie’s eyes narrowed to mere slits.
“Not for a while.” Drake didn’t explain further. “And it honestly was all about fucking.”
“And are you bored now?”
“Excuse me?” Drake finished his drink and set his glass aside. “What’re you talking about?”
“If you’re planning to just pass the time with me, don’t bother.” Oggie stood and stalked towards the front of the plane.
Drake shook his head. “Damn, you run hot and cold.”
Chapter Three
    Drake pulled the rental car in front of the Rainbow Youth building. “This is the shelter.” He pointed to the small stone church across the street. “And Joseph ministers over there on Wednesdays and Sundays.”
    It was Oggie’s first look at the shelter. Although obviously old, it appeared clean and inviting. “Is it just this one building?”
Drake nodded. “Yeah, it goes back a good amount, but there’re only rooms for ten residents, excluding Joseph’s quarters.”
In a city the size of DC, Oggie could understand why the shelter was looking to house teens in Cattle Valley. “Is Joseph the only adult?”
“He has a long list of PFLAG volunteers who come in to cook and help clean, but, yeah, for the most part, it’s just Joseph since his partner, Phillip, died.” Drake opened his door and climbed out.
Oggie took a fortifying breath before getting out of the car. The rest of the plane ride had been uncomfortable. His fit of jealousy over Stony was ridiculous and they both knew it, but instead of apologising, he’d sat there like a fucking bump on a log.
Truth was, the kisses he’d shared with Drake had been fantastic. So good, in fact, that the thought of Drake sharing his talented tongue with someone else honestly bothered him. It was a recipe for disaster, and Oggie knew it. Drake seemed to enjoy no-strings-attached sex, and, although none of Oggie’s boyfriends had bothered to stick around for long, it hadn’t been because he didn’t want them to. When he’d been on the force, his boyfriends couldn’t handle the odd hours or interrupted time together, and since the shooting, there hadn’t been anyone, but that didn’t mean Oggie didn’t want a regular boyfriend.
“You okay?” Drake asked.
Oggie blinked, realising he was standing beside the car with the door still open. “Yeah, sorry.” He glanced at Drake. It was his chance to set things right. “Sorry for the thing back on the plane, too.”
Drake waited for Oggie to shut the door. “Are you sorry we kissed?”
Oggie shook his head. “Just sorry I was an ass afterwards.”
Drake hit the key