Glenn, Stormy - Love Sexy [True Blood Mate 3] (Siren Publishing Classic ManLove) by Stormy Glenn

warming him from behind was very solid.
    Love reached down and felt warm flesh on his hip. He instantly jerked his hand back and cradled it against his chest. The tingle that shot up his arms when he touched the arm resting on his hip scared the crap out of Love.
    Drawing upon courage he didn’t know if he had, Love glanced over his shoulder. His eyes widened, and his heart started pounding frantically in his chest when he realized who the man was that warmed him.
    Logan Stone was in his bed.
    “Ssshhh,” Logan murmured against the back of Love’s neck. Love shuddered, fear racing through him when he felt Logan’s cheek rub against the back of his neck. His hand patted Love’s hip. “Go back to sleep, Love.”
    Logan’s voice was lazy, muffled. Love didn’t even know if the man was awake. He didn’t want to know. He just wanted to get away. He had no idea how Logan had found him, but he needed to leave before the man woke up.
    Love waited until Logan’s body went slack and his breathing evened out and then slowly slid out from under his hand. He grabbed his pillow and bunched it up, pushing it into place were his body had been.
    Logan grumbled a bit but then he settled down. Love held his breath the entire time as he got dressed and limped toward the bedroom door. His ankle still hurt a lot. It was even slightly swollen. Luckily, it wasn’t a break, just a sprain.
    Love grabbed his green backpack off the floor, thankful that Matt had gone back and gotten it for him, and then snuck out of the bedroom. He winced when the door clicked loudly as it closed behind him. When nothing happened, not even an enraged mountain of a man crashing through the door, Love turned and hurried down the hallway.
    He started for the front door when sounds from the kitchen caught his attention. Love hoped it was Matt or Drea as he cautiously walked in that direction. He needed a ride.
    Love paused in the doorway to the kitchen and looked into the room. No one was directly in the kitchen, but Love could see a couple of people sitting just beyond the kitchen in a small breakfast nook. One of them was Matt.
    “Matt,” Love whispered loudly.
    Matt’s head whipped around, his look of astonishment turning friendlier when he spotted Love in the doorway. “Love, what are you doing up? You should be resting that ankle. It needs time to heal.”
    “I got to go, man.”
    “Go?” Matt glanced over at the other man at the table before looking back at Love. “Go where?”
    “Home.”
    Duh!
    “Why don’t you come sit down and have something to eat first,” Matt said as he stood up and pushed his chair back. “I imagine you’re pretty hungry right about now.”
    Love was. He was starving in fact. But he was also afraid Logan would wake up before he could escape. He didn’t want to see the man again. The weird way Logan’s teeth had grown sharper and more pointed had scared the crap out of him. Love didn’t even want to think about the way Logan’s face had shimmered and seemed to change slightly.
    It was just odd.
    “Matt, I really need to go.”
    Love had explained to Matt the previous night that he had made yet another bad hookup. He hadn’t gone into too many details. He thought at the time that Matt probably knew Logan. Well, now Love knew that Matt knew Logan. The man was upstairs sleeping in the guest bedroom. Someone had to let him in.
    Love frowned and glanced over at the other man in the room. He seemed vaguely familiar. He winced when he remembered exactly where he had met the man. “How’s the shin?”
    “Fine.” The man chuckled. “Thanks for asking.”
    “Oh, Love.” Matt smiled and gestured to the stranger. “This is my father, Reed Stone .”
    “Hi, it’s nice to—” Love swallowed hard as the hairs on his arms suddenly stood up. “Stone ?”
    Reed nodded, grinning right before he took a sip of his coffee.
    “Any relation to Logan Stone ?”
    “My uncle,” Matt said.
    Reed smirked. “My