Owned on the Ice M/M Romance
“Jesus, Mac. There weren't that many.”
Milo still looked skittish, his posture guarded, but a little of the stiffness in his shoulders eased. He gave the faintest, almost reluctant smile, like he couldn’t quite believe he hadn’t been torn apart yet.
Noah eased back, pulse still racing. “I didn’t know you were gay,” he said to Lukas, genuinely surprised.
Lukas smirked. “Why? You interested, Rivers?”
Noah snorted, shaking his head. “In men? Just one. I’m—uh—taken. I guess.”