Chapter 9

“Let’s go home.”

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It felt nearly unreal when Noah covered his naked body on their bed. It hadn’t been that long, really since they’d made love right before Noah left, but now that Charlie thought about it…It hadn’t been often at all in the last few months. He’d let the despair overtake him and nearly pull them apart.

Noah placed a kiss on his jaw just before he moved to turn Charlie over onto his stomach. He stopped him.

“Wait.”

Noah blinked. “Wait?”

He smiled and pulled Noah’s face closed to his. Their lips touched, melded together, hot and sweet. “I want to be on my back when we make love so I can see you.”

Noah’s answering smile was radiant and Charlie caught his breath. Had he really once thought Noah was only average? The man was stunning.

“You know,” Noah said, as he threaded his fingers through Charlie’s unruly locks, “I remember a time when you cringed when I spoke of making love.”

“You would remind me of that. I was a real bastard.”