Page 232 of The Protective Gryphen

He lifted his chin, and gave him a kiss. It was deep and passionate.

As Ian automatically moved into him to touch his body, he realized what was happening, and he had to fight it.

Ian broke the kiss.

“NO! Bad man!” he said, backing up. “You almost lured me to bed with that monster,” he said, pointing at his dick.

Gryphen laughed.

“So close,” he said, wiggling his eyebrows. “I admit that was my plan.”

Ian wasn’t having it.

“I’m standing over here. I know you. I’ll be blowing you and you’ll get me naked in seconds. I’m weak when it comes to you.”

Thank God for that.

As he pulled on his clothes, Ian handed him a pair of winter boots, and pulled on his own.

“Are we hiking?” he asked when gloves and a hat appeared.

The hat had a puffball on it, and was the color of Gryphen’s eyes. Ian’s was green, and it matched their coats.

“Nope,” Ian said.

Gryphen got dressed and he had no clue what they were doing. Ian wasn’t an outdoors kind of a guy, so this was a mystery.

“Ready?” Ian asked when Gryphen was bundled up in his winter gear.

Gryphen nodded.

“Take me to our adventure, Baby,” he said.

Taking Ian’s hand, they headed down to the kitchen and outside toward the stables.

Immediately, Gryphen was disappointed.

He was planning for a ride later when they got back to watch the sunset. It appeared Ian had beaten him to the punch.

“Close your eyes,” Ian said, turning to face Gryphen.

When he did, he found where Graham had stashed the sleds and got them out.

“Hold out your hands.”

Without hesitating, he did.

When Ian handed the object to him, Gryphen opened his eyes and was surprised.

It was a sled.

Immediately, it registered. He’d told his man that he’d never done this, and of course, sweet Ian wanted to give him this.

“Oh, Baby,” he said, overjoyed.

His lover explained.

“You said you’ve never gone sledding before, and I wanted to change that. Want to sled with me? We can make a new memory together.”

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