Chapter 8

He squinted down the length of the bed. The sheets looked dry. Crawling to the headboard, he fingered the soft cotton before touching the pillow. Everything was dry. After the fuss the ranger had made the night before, he sincerely doubted he would have slept in wet sheets, which meant they’d both been naked before getting into bed. He knew why Archer was, but the question remained whether or not Nick had stripped down so that they could have sex or for purely pragmatic reasons.

Lying down in the warm spot, Nick pulled the blankets up around his ears as he tried to focus on the points of his body that weren’t screaming in agony. He didn’t feel like he’d been fucked. With a cock like Archer sported, Nick was sure he would feel it if he had. So maybe he’d just passed out.

He liked that thought. It was a lot more comforting than thinking he was a big enough slut to throw himself at the only available man in a twenty-mile radius.