"I think I finally get it."

"Get what?" There was something about the look in his eyes, the confidence, the surety, that had me swallowing hard.

"You." And as he smiled, it was almost smug. "I get you, Oz. You're a little, Aren't you?"

If only I had known at the time just how much those few little words were going to change my life.

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/"Go and take a shower, Isaac,/" I said to him once I opened the door. /"Clothes are in the wardrobe, Pyjamas are in the chest of drawers. You're welcome to whatever./"

I think I even had a set of Isaac's clothes here from when I had washed them.

Taking the stairs two at a time rather than answer me, the blond-haired boy vanished. Stripping along the way to the washing machine, I was naked by the time I reached it, shoving the clothes in, ready to set them to wash once I had gathered Isaac's as well.

There were two bathrooms, but only one of them had a shower or tub. I wrapped a towel around my waist and waited for Isaac to be done. He still couldn't look at me when he was done. I couldn't look away. Towel around his hips and water cascading down his lean, toned form... it made my own shower very interesting.

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