Avery’s hands were shaking, and Jameson had to help him hold the bottle, but Avery managed half of it before he turned his head. Jameson set the bottle aside and adjusted the blanket so it covered Avery’s bare shoulders. It was a shame to cover that up. Jameson wouldn’t mind staring at Avery’s naked chest some more.
No. Stop it.
This was not the time to be thinking about how attractive Avery was. Jameson smoothed Avery’s hair back again, and Avery shut his eyes. Experimentally, Jameson rubbed his scalp again and Avery relaxed further. It seemed he liked that. Jameson kept it up until Avery fell asleep.