Chapter 33

Dillon looks comfy in the queen-sized bed. The cotton sheet on the bed is pulled up to his hairy navel.

Jason knows that he’s naked underneath, ready for hardcore romance, semi-hard. Jason can see the material-covered outline of his lover’s cock; a sure sign he’s horny.

Dillon says, “Long day for you, babe?”

“Long and exhausting. How about you?”

“Typical cop stuff. Just trying to help some people in life. Sometimes they realize it. Sometimes they don’t.”

Jason walks up to the end of the bed and studies Dillon: beautiful hair and eyes, model-like chest, rough looking chin that’s chiseled, six-o’clock shadow, hard nipples, pecs, and abs in woven hair. Not a bad sight to come home to after a long day at therapy sessions. He slowly waves the note card at Dillon and asks, “What’s this about? What’s the surprise?”