Nathan couldn’t stop from being worried though, even as he tried to forget two days’ worth of panic so he could breathe and maybe play along with Sasha’s easy, familiar flirting. “Trying to…give me a good morning, huh?” Nathan said, smiling a little crookedly.
“Yeah. How am I doing?”
Fucking incredible, Nathan thought. He moved his hands to the back of Sasha’s neck and pulled the incubus closer. “As far as recent memory serves…this morning definitely beats yesterday.”
There was a rustling noise and something like a cough from above and behind Nathan, and it made him pause before his lips could brush against Sasha’s. Peeking back over his shoulder, Nathan remembered that his brother was sleeping on the couch seconds before seeing Jim’s amused blue eyes and growing blush.