Chapter 23
He fed Porthos and sank back down to the ground. This room was chillier than the other one, and it would be better if he could share some heat with Ross. Granted, right now he wanted to share body heat with Ross about as much as he wanted to jump right back out into the snow.
That wasn’t true, and he admitted it to himself as soon as the thought popped into his head. He wanted to be curled up around Ross, even though he was angry enough to shake. It had been a long time since he’d been with someone who knew him well enough to get to him that way. He hadn’t been avoiding intimacy, his life just didn’t lend itself to that kind of connection. And to be honest, it felt good to have someone around who could get that pissed off at him, who wantedto get to him that badly, who wanted Ash to feel something.
It also hurt almost as bad as Ash’s stiff joints and aching chest, but he guessed he couldn’t get the silver lining without a few clouds.