After Jack finished with the aloe, he gently placed the icepack over Royce’s backside. Like always, Royce tensed at first and then relaxed into the comfort of the contracting cold.
“That feel good, babe?” Jack asked, fingers trailing up and down the bumps of his spine. “Hm?”
“Yes,” Royce whispered. “Real good, sir.”
“Good. How about after this, I run you a nice warm bubble bath,” he offered. “And while you’re soaking, I’ll make you dinner.”
A grin twitched the corners of Royce’s mouth. “Spaghetti and meatballs?”
Jack chuckled. “If that’s what my little one wants, sure.”
While the ice pack remained where it was, Jack took to rubbing Royce’s shoulders and back, and Royce groaned happily. He could get used to Jack working from home. 4
Saturday evening.