The first thing he wanted to do was take another shower. Though he’d washed up at Kyle’s, he swore he could still feel Jordan on him, phantom fingers crawling over his skin, cupping his balls. Without a word to Vic, he headed for their bathroom. As the water ran from the tap, heating up, Matt stripped off his clothes, kicked them away, and avoided looking at his naked body in the mirror above the sink. Instead he stepped into the tub, skin pinking from the hot water, and let the shower’s stinging blast try to wash him clean again.
Though Vic left him to shower alone, Matt never strayed far from his lover’s mind. He didn’t want Vic out of contact, afraid that any loss or gap in their connection would result in Vic disappearing. If that happened, Matt would die, he just knew it, so he kept
