Chapter 15

Oh sweet Lord, I pray, closing my eyes. Already I’m drowsy, enveloped and safe in the warmth of his smell. Please let him want me half as much as I already want him. Is that too much to ask? I mean, seriously?

I don’t think so, not after the day I’ve had.

Thinking of Kyle, I’m half-hard as that day slips away from me and I finally fall out.

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When I wake up, I know it’s later by the way the sunlight slants under the curtains into the room. It isn’t as bright as it was before, and there’s an orange look to the light that makes me think of early summer evenings and late afternoon naps. My body still aches in odd places, but overall, I feel refreshed and renewed. I almost want to vault out of bed and race out into the living room to start unpacking until I remember I’m not in my own apartment. My stuff is upstairs, slowly cooking in the last of the day’s heat.

I’m lying in Kyle’s bed, alone. I wonder if I called out to him, would he join me? Only one way to find out…