Chapter 60

Sitting on the floor wrapped up in a blanket with Jefferson, leaning back against his chest as he caressed Micah’s arm and hands, discussing the merits of publication was infinitely more enjoyable.

There was no discussion when it came time to bed. Wordlessly, Jefferson took Micah’s hand and led him to his bedroom, helping him undress and then spooning behind him as they had done the night before. Micah was asleep almost as soon as Jefferson slipped an arm around his waist.

I’m home. This is home.