He just wondered if it felt a little too good. 6
Charlie’s stomach growled as the chopped vegetables sizzled in the bottom of the omelet pan. He’d woken up starving, and not even the warm body sprawled next to him was enough to keep him in bed. In actuality, that warm body was further reason for him to get out of the bed. He wasn’t sure how he was going to be able to face Bryce after the events of the night before.
Bryce loved him. He’d never said the words again, but the proof had been there in every kiss, in every touch. They had finally fallen asleep around three, and while Charlie’s body had been glutted on pleasure, his emotions weren’t nearly as quiescent. There was no doubt Bryce was his best friend, or that they’d had a great time together. But how could Charlie commit to anything as serious as love when he’d only been on the scene for a few weeks? True, he’d never been looking for a fling. It wasn’t in him to be so completely casual.