To say he was disappointed was an understatement. When he’d called Gage, Christopher had expected him to be down—breaking up with someone was never easy—but he’d never anticipated this lack of faith. Maybe he should’ve known Bodie would twist everything to fit his warped sense of the world, but he’d been flying too high to give the other man more than a passing thought. All his focus had been on Gage, like it had been from the start.
Now, it looked like it was over before it had even started.
There were no words to describe how incredible the s*x had been. Gage had fallen asleep, spooned against his side, and Christopher had finally drifted off when exhaustion won. He hadn’t been able to stop caressing Gage’s back, or kissing his temple, or burying his nose in his hair. He’d even debated
