Re: Study - Carrick and Russ (Rafe)
He was startled by Rafe's voice. He wouldn't mind? Carrick's voice whispered in his ear. Tempting him. That hand on his back making him shiver. "I know very damn well what I am, Carrick," he swallowed thickly. No matter how much he wanted it, Rafe was part of his pack. He was supposed to protect his pack. Looking at Rafe, with his innocent sweet face, he couldn't. And yet he wanted it as much as he knew Carrick did. Rafe's offer wasn't helping. He set his half finished glass of champagne on one of the side tables. Or that he was starting to get hard at the thought of it. Russell pulled away from Carrick and sat down in one of the chairs. He needed to breathe, to slow down and think.