He should have pushed away. Should have declared this obscene. Anything but what he actually did. When Caleb's mouth opened slightly, Gabe followed suit, even pulled himself closer so that he could run fingers out of his hair and down the neck and shoulders that had so fixated them before.

"And lead us not into temptation," he whispered, knowing that to say such a thing was blasphemy when he wasn't being led. He was diving, careening, throwing himself into temptation with abandon, his head going swimmy as he was kissed.