Chapter 3Sammy closed the door on the dishwasher and started the cycle, and froze as John came up behind him. But John merely opened the cupboard over his head and took down a dark bottle and two small tulip shaped glasses. “This is a Ruby Port Daniel got me for my birthday last month. Would you like a glass?”
“Sure.” Sam followed John into the living room, covering a yawn with his hand. Stomach full, feeling content, he curled up in a corner of the comfortable couch with a throw pillow while John poured the dark liquid and set his glass within reach on the coffee table.
“Be right back,” John assured Sam and returned to the kitchen, where Sam heard him rummaging in the cupboards. He returned in a few moments with a small grin, half embarrassment, playing on his full lips. Adorable.
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