The man on the water Part II

My personal business went on until the afternoon. It was the first time I did not want to go back to the research center. I wrapped myself under the blanket in the room watching the time flee away. I imagined what was happening in that cage in the middle of the sea. Now, the others must be busy looking for me.

It was a pity that when I could only smell the sea, I did not want to go out. I wanted to bury myself in this bed.

“You’re not going home yet?”

“Hm…”

“You were in such a hurry last time.” His playful words put a small grin on my face. I turned back to Dylan, who had been cuddling me. He buried his face in my neck which was covered with red marks from last night’s activities. “Or did you make time for me?”

“I always have time for the things I like, Dylan.”

“...”