Zander stepped between Cole’s legs. Once more his fingers were trembling, and Cole fumbled the button at first as he tried to push it through. Zander didn’t move to help him, just watched him like a hawk, gaze heated and intense. Cole bit his lip and… there. The button gave way and he leaned forward, grasping the zipper with his teeth and tugging. With his hands on Zander’s hips, he pushed him back at the same time, sinking to his knees from the bed. It wasn’t as smooth as he’d have liked, but Zander was looking at him with nothing short of awe.
God he’d dreamed of this.