Morgan thought of the day they’d met at a fraternity rush party. He remembered his immediate attraction to the big, handsome guy with the ready smile and deep, infectious laugh. The attraction had been mutual and that very night Morgan and Nate had slept together in Nate’s dorm room, his roommate being gone for the weekend.
Soon they were spending the night together so often their roommates suggested, rather firmly, Morgan’s roomie just switch rooms with Nate. The rooms had bunk beds. Morgan and Nate never used the top bunk. Morgan smiled at the memory.