“Where’re you going?” The sleepy murmur came with a slight twist of his upper body, his eyes blinking open to gaze at Sullivan over his shoulder. A smile curved his pouting lips, everything about him soft and inviting.
“I should head out to Belle’s and apologize for disappearing on her.” He smoothed a hand along Rafe’s skin, stealing the intimacy of it while he could. “Go back to sleep.”
Rafe caught his wrist before he had the chance to pull away. “Only if you stay.”
“Rafe…”
His response was a tug that pulled Sullivan off balance, though he caught himself on his knuckles to keep from tumbling onto Rafe. “We’ll go together later. We have to see Mama anyway.”