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Leo grabbed his wrist. Not to push him away. To hold him there.

Jamie pushed off the barrel and walked toward him slowly. Not menacingly. Deliberately. The way a storm front walks toward a coastline. “We could just wait.” pwp prompts

Jamie stood with his back against a barrel of sherry, arms crossed, the sharp lines of his charcoal suit catching the dim glow. The top two buttons of his shirt were undone. He’d undone them an hour ago, during the vows, claiming the knot was choking him. Leo had believed him then. Leo grabbed his wrist

The first kiss was hungry, clumsy, a collision of teeth and suppressed want. Jamie’s back hit the wine racks; a bottle wobbled but didn’t fall. Leo’s fingers found the back of Jamie’s neck, then the perfect sharp angle of his jaw. Jamie laughed against his mouth—a surprised, breathless sound—and kissed him back harder. Jamie pushed off the barrel and walked toward him slowly

Leo stared at the screen. Jamie read over his shoulder and burst out laughing.