Chapter 12

“Let me get you a bowl of warm water to soak it in,” said Marco, hurriedly getting up and rushing off to the kitchen. The sight of this naked man rushing off to wait on him could only make Dean smile. The evening would be salvaged somehow.

A few minutes later Marco came back with a large bowl of water, and he gently immersed Dean’s wrist in the warm liquid. Putting his arm around him, he kissed Dean gently on the neck and said, “Please forgive me.”

“Of course, of course,” Dean smiled. “I know you didn’t mean it. I just wish you had given me a bit of warning, that’s all. It reminded me of a bad encounter I had yesterday with someone who took me by force.” He related the whole shower scene and after-lunch encounter.

“Really? Did he hurt you? I’ll go take care of him for you,” Marco said, his voice flashing with anger.