Chapter 25

He must sense me looking because he opens his eyes and, for a long moment, we stare at each other, lips pressed together, eyes locked. Then he laughs. “You’re awake.” He moves away slightly and nuzzles his nose along the side of mine. “I thought I’d have to work to get you up.”

To underline the innuendo in his words, he rubs the front of my briefs and I laugh. All he has to do is look at me and I’m up, if you know what I mean. Beneath his hand my cock stirs, suddenly interested.

“I wasn’t sleeping.” Before I can stop myself, I ask, “Are you depressed?”

His smile disappears. God…I didn’t mean to just come out and say it like that.Between us the words sound like something my mom might have said back when I was thirteen and upset because my favorite pair of jeans weren’t ready on picture day.

I’m so sure he’s going to pull away. I don’t want him to leave. “Aaron, I mean—”