Off the Ice
Liam whispered, a slow, surrendering smile finally breaking through the exhaustion on his face.
Jaxson let out a low, rough growl of approval, his lips parting over Liam’s to capture the promise before it could fade into the concrete vaults. It was a deep, crushing kiss that tasted of cold ozone, salt, and permanent survival—a quiet, lawless treaty signed three levels below the city, far beyond the reach of the ice.