Chapter 57

Feeling a stab like an icepick at the thought of Daniel leaving, Clark paused and made himself let that thought go. Eventually Daniel wouldhave to leave, and that was okay.

Even if he goes for good.

Clark drank deeply of his mocha.

It’s good right now. And, God, I need good.

Clark chewed and smirked, thinking that after last night, his need was rather abundantly clear.

But so was Daniel’s.

Clark felt an assessing gaze sweep over him. “What are you thinking?” Daniel asked.

Looking up, Clark rolled his shoulders in a shrug. “That this feels good—having you here. Eating breakfast. Just…all of it. Even after last night. Maybe especially because of last night,” Clark’s voice went softer. “And I’m making myself enjoy this. Even if I don’t really know how long it will last.” The words tried to cut deeply. But they were the truth, and Daniel deserved that much. Hell, Clark deserved to say it.