Eduard pulled Sawyer to his feet and presented him to Bebe. It took every ounce of willpower Henry possessed not to die laughing. Sawyer had worn jeans and a random T-shirt he’d gotten at an event at his university. It was worn and faded, but really soft. Sawyer had a thing for soft T-shirts. Bebe whimpered and put his hand over his mouth. “Oh, sweetheart. It’s tragic. You’re too beautiful to be this depressing.” Draco growled and Henry squeezed his hand again.
