Alex lounged on the living room couch, fresh out of the shower, dressed in nothing but his boxer shorts as he waited for Michael to return.
Even though he was worn out from looking after Jaxon, he wasn’t too tired to catch up on everything he’d missed during Michael’s absence. The TV buzzed in the background, keeping him company—until the knock he’d been waiting for finally came.
He jumped up and hurried to the door, heart pounding with anticipation. He’d missed Michael deeply and couldn’t wait to show him just how much.
The moment the door swung open, Michael threw his arms around Alex and pulled him into a tight hug.
“Oh!” Alex breathed, hugging him back just as eagerly. “You really missed me, huh?” he teased.
Michael chuckled, “More than you know,” he said, pressing a kiss to Alex’s lips. “I’ve got something to show you.”
Alex raised a curious brow, intrigue lighting up his face. He nodded, closing the door behind them as they walked hand-in-hand back to the couch.