Times like this is what Josh lives for. Life should be made of nothing else. Call the vampire a sentimental fool in love for all he cared. This was the true meaning of home, right here and now.

At the brush of Aiden's lips, Josh's lashes lower, and he hums a low sigh of enjoyment. "You could do that again. I seem to forget the real world when your mouth is on me. If that's what you had in mind..." He trails off, turning to find Aiden's lips with his own, seeking the familiar comfort of them, and the spike of heat that always followed.