Chapter 106

But first, the bathroom.

Gently he extracted himself from his lover’s embrace. Vic muttered something sleepily, then rolled onto his back, freeing Matt with little effort. Planting a kiss on Vic’s slack cheek, Matt whispered, “Be right back.”

He slipped from under the covers and instantly regretted it. The bedroom was freezingcompared to the pocket of body heat under the covers. “Holy fuck,” he muttered, wrapping his arms around himself in a vain attempt to retain a little of the warmth. It didn’t help he wore nothing to bed; his flesh pimpled into unflattering goose bumps, his balls shriveled up as far as they could against his crotch, and all amorous thoughts he’d had a moment ago about his lover dissipated like smoke. Whose bright idea was it to sleep with the heat turned down so damn low?