Kavinsky closed his eyes and breathed through a wave of swooping, reeling feelings in his chest. He slatted his legs apart easily, inviting Jack even closer than he was, and hugged his knees against his sides. He kept his eyes closed for a long, trying minute, until he could make sure his eyes weren't too soft, too considering, too full of hope for something that he knew wasn't there.

When he looked again, it was through his eyelashes. He licked his lips. "Sounds good, baby. How d'you want me?"