Chapter 20

“As soon as we get home, if you like.”

As soon as Tom closed and locked the front door behind them, Noah grabbed him in a tight embrace. “You haven’t kissed me in at least an hour,” he said. “I’m feeling neglected.”

“Horizontal is better than vertical,” Tom said, pointing at the hallway leading to the bedrooms

NOAH SAT ON THE sofa afterward, totally relaxed and enjoying the music while Tom was in the kitchen preparing their dinner. Tom set their plates on the coffee table and returned to the kitchen for wineglasses, silverware, and napkins. They settled on the sofa, eating and listening to the music coming from the speakers across the room. They finished their dinner and remained on the sofa, mesmerized by the music. When the piece had finished, they carried the dishes to the kitchen and put it to rights.

“God,” Noah said, “that was glorious.”

“Not to mention sublime, occasionally thrilling, and a few other adjectives.”

“Do you really think I can pull that role off?”