Chapter 12
“They’ve all got a lot of trauma to process and everything, but yes. When they realized they were freed, and safe, it was a beautiful sight to see.” Porthos rolled over, and Ash rubbed his belly as he spoke. “I’m glad I could be part of it, actually.”
“I am too.” Ross licked his lips. “And I’m glad you’re home.”
Ash snorted, but the little grin stayed on his face. “Yeah, okay. If I hadn’t wound up in that snow bank you’d never have known.”
Ross blushed again. “You’re probably right. But I do know now, and since I do—well, I’m happy.”
Ash turned his head away. “Ross….” He broke off.
Ross took a chance. He leaned in and touched his lips to Ash’s. Ash flinched, but he grabbed on and opened himself to the kiss, accepting Ross and everything they’d once been to each other.