Warren gasped. Kissed Devin fiercely again for a moment and then he did stop. Hands to his hips, pulling back enough to look at him, breathless and flushed.

"Okay." He took a breath. "We're going to do this, and you're going to show me how." He was trying to manage a wicked grin around the need to breathe through the urge to kiss him. Too many conflicting impulses.