Nathan cast a last look at Alex and caught that gaze again—pleading then disappointed. Nathan’s guess was right. Alex must have yearned for his hugs and kisses, but Nathan didn’t give a damn. He simply turned away and dozed off with his back turned to Alex’s wretched face.
* * * *
It was as if Nathan hadn’t been asleep at all. His mind kept buzzing with thoughts about Alex and the first thing in his mind when he opened his eyes in the morning was how stupid he’d been, behaving the way he had the previous night. He wouldn’t have blamed Alex if the man had decided to simply walk away.
Nathan rolled over and his eyes widened at the empty space next to him.
Alex truly had left him.
But the bedroom door thumped open and a pair of hazel eyes met his, full of qualms and—to Nathan’s delight—fear.
“Where’ve you been?”