Chapter 19

As he shook off the final drops, Troy heard a soft whimper. After flushing the toilet and quickly washing his hands, Troy padded out of the bathroom, down the hallway, and into the bedroom. Beck was moving around the bed, seemingly trying to get comfortable. Was he searching for Troy? Was this how he slept normally? The man had hardly moved all night while wrapped around Troy.

“It’s okay, I’m here,” Troy whispered, lifting the sheet, sliding back into the bed, and pulling Beck towards him.

Beck instantly stilled and quieted.

“Got you, babe,” Troy said softly, rubbing Beck’s back. The endearment had just slipped out. Troy didn’t regret it, although he was relieved Beck hadn’t heard it.