Chapter 65

It took much longer than usual for Julien to regain his senses, but eventually he rolled off Leander and reached for a towel. He cleaned them both off, and not once throughout his ministrations did Leander move. “Leander?” he murmured, wondering if he’d hurt his young lover after all.

“Mmm?” Leander’s only response was that and a dreamy smile.

Julien smiled as well and, tossing the towel aside, curled himself around the beautifully sated body.20

Leander snuggled in to the warm body next to him and tried to escape back into sleep, but it was no use. He was awake and feeling miserable.

It was truly frustrating, because if not for the blinding headache and the cold that had seeped into his very bones, this could have easily been the best morning of his life. He remained still, thinking only about the night before and the incredible pleasure he’d received and—hopefully—given.