Jake was comfortable like this, warm and content. “I wouldn’t mind a bed like yours.” It sure beat his crappy little twin in his crappy little apartment.
Gabriel’s hair tickled Jake’s stomach as Gabriel turned his head. “So stay here tonight.” There was a note of teasing in it, but Jake didn’t have to see Gabriel’s face to know he meant it.
Jake stilled his fingers in Gabriel’s hair. “You already asked me that,” he said, working to keep the spike of anger out of his voice. “You know I can’t. You know what happens when I start dreaming.”
“I know what happens when you have nightmares,” Gabriel countered. He sat up, turned around, and crossed his legs on the bed so he and Jake were facing each other. Jake sat up as well, with his back against the wall. “But maybe you wouldn’t, if you were
