Chapter 24I awoke with a start, certain I’d heard my name being called.
I smiled sleepily. Of course I hadn’t. I took a moment to enjoy my pleasantly aching body, before I rolled over to embrace my lover. Only to find I was alone in the big bed.
I sat up, stretched, and gazed around. “Tommy?” Perhaps he had gone to the bath to fetch a flannel to clean us—he was no doubt as itchy and sticky as—but no, no light spilled from the adjoining room. In addition, when I ran a palm over my chest and groin, it was to find myself clean of the residue of our passion.
Could he have gone to make us a pot of tea? He’d done that before.
I lay back down, waiting for him to return, and ran an idle hand over the place beside me where he slept. It was cool, cooler than if he’d just risen.
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