Chapter 66

Tom Alan kissed him a third time. “That’s kind of part of it.” He took Milo’s hand in his. “Your short was awesome,” he said as they made their way to the bed.

“Thanks. You’re awesome. I can’t believe I’m touching you, Skater Boy.”

They shared another kiss, and then Tom Alan pulled back the polyester spread and sheets and got into the bed, a head tilt inviting Milo to do the same. Once they were beneath the covers, Tom Alan slipped off the sweatpants he’d barely had on, throwing them to the side.

Milo’s eyebrows shot up and he tried to raise the blanket.

Tom Alan held it down. “No looking,” he said. “Just cuddle with me, while we talk.”

Milo didn’t look, but he did touch. “Checking for underthings.” He grinned. “You usually do the boxers, mate.”

“Nope,” Tom Alan said. “Just the sweats.” Only the sweats, since he wasn’t about to walk around in boxers with a roommate sometimes about.