
Chapter 7
The rain woke Ryan the next morning, so heavy that it was impossible to gauge what time it might be in the couple of seconds he blinked open his eyes. He was in no hurry to move though, instead smiling as Travis’ thumb traced an absent circle over the back of his where they gripped hands even in their sleep.
Every now and then, Travis would exhale that little bit stronger, ghosting warm breath over Ryan’s neck and sending an inevitable shiver down the length his spine. And Tr...
   
    
    
    
        Published on June 07, 2020 12:00