Chapter 27

No one came into the hallway at all during first watch. What they were doing behind closed doors, well, Stone could only hope and trust. He licked his lips at the sight that greeted him as he entered his room and immediately knew what he wished he could do. Edison was sound asleep, on top of the blue, gray, and white covers. In a pair of nylon gym shorts and a tank top, belly down, ass up, Edison presented an image that would have been nice if captured in paint forever.

As quietly as possible, he stripped down to put on something similar. Fantasizing a moment about sharing Edison’s, Stone got into his own bed and tried to drift off. Never a great sleeper, he saw every hour on his digital travel alarm clock, eleven, twelve, one, as Edison’s breaths remained deep and loud. One might even call it snoring. Stone would have, and somehow, it was sexy as hell. When one-fifty came, Stone worried Edison was going to sleep right through his scheduled time in the hallway.