Chapter 24
Stefan woke…warm.
Very warm.
He was surrounded by heat and softness, moving gently with every breath, and for a moment, he didn’t know why that felt so strange.
And then it clicked. The shed. The chains. That strange, almost out-of-body experience with the music. The way he’d dissolved into tears when Yannis had switched off the sound. The way he’d—
Oh.
He’d clung and cried like a child when Yannis had let him out. He’d been almost hysterical. And now…
Stefan blinked, and pulled the duvet away from his head.
They were on the sofa.
They.
Stefan blinked at Yannis’ sleeping face, inches from his own, and felt a deep blush suddenly colouring his cheeks. Oh God. Had he been so frantic that Yannis had had to cuddle him to sleep like a baby? Christ. They—they barely had anyth
