I didn’t know how to respond, so I just sat down next to him.
“You don’t have your usual smile,” he stated, obviously concerned.
“I’m okay. A lot more has happened since you left.”
“Sorry about that. I really didn’t mean for all this to come out into the open.” As he spoke he grabbed my hand. “But I am really glad it did.”
His touch was so gentle, so loving, that I realized he had said the other night was true. I couldn’t help it; I broke out into tears. I didn’t mention what happened with Javi, and Patrick didn’t ask. He simply walked me over to my room, tucked me on the bed, and held me until we both fell asleep.
* * * *
The next morning was a completely different story. We both woke at the exact same moment, a little shocked, but definitely aroused. Patrick nudged his pelvis a little closer to me, and even though we were still dressed, I could feel his hard cock against my ass. Patrick lifted my shirt up and began to rub his hands on my stomach.