Chapter 38

“You can have my bed,” he said, and then took a deep breath. “We could share it if you wish.” He hesitated, still not looking at him. “But please don’t feel obliged. You may not necessarily find me attractive…”

Harry almost broke in half. If he found him attractive? He was the most attractive man he had ever seen. Did Charlie not know this? He looked at him, looked at the muscle ticking along his jaw, his averted eyes, and he got his answer. Groaning, Harry marched over to him and pulled him into his arms. Charlie’s arms came around him and held tight as he pushed his face into Harry’s throat

“Christ, Charlie, you are the most attractive man I’ve ever met.”

“But?”

The words were muffled and Harry’s heart heaved. “But there is so much you don’t know about me. I am not a good person. I am…Charlie,” Harry closed his eyes. “Charlie, I want nothing more than to spend the night in your bed but I must leave. I must leave in the morning.” The words tumbled out of his mouth.