Chapter 61

Luca shifted to work a hand under himself and grasp Tav’s, his fingers sliding through Tav’s and squeezing tightly even as his breathing was evening out. “It’s okay.”

“I know.”

“Nothing’s going to happen, Tav.”

“I know,” Tav whispered again, pulling the sheets higher when he felt the goosebumps beginning to push up under Luca’s skin. He returned his mouth to the scar, and nudged his nose lightly against the smooth skin above it. “Love you, Luca.”

Luca let go and twisted his arm, reaching. Tav leaned down to kiss him, their mouths sideways to each other and Luca’s fingers curling lightly in his hair. It was soft and familiar, the way Luca’s lips parted from his with that faint peeling sensation, the way Luca’s eyes were blown wide and dark, the way he blinked sleepily when Tav broke the kiss and pressed another peck to his jaw.