Tossing the dirty towel towards the bathroom, Throg got back on the bed, snuggling up to Spencer, and drawing the man so he lay halfway over his chest. Gods, this was perfection.
They lay like that for a long time, neither speaking. They were enjoying the afterglow of their lovemaking, and Throg had never felt more content in his long life. A thought crossed his mind, and he asked, “Are you upset about the chickpea?”
Spencer stilled a moment, but answered, “No. I mean it was unexpected, but this child is not unwanted. I don’t have any family and I always wanted kids, so even though I never thought I would be the one to have them, I’m quite happy about having a child of my own.”
was“Our own,” Throg quickly corrected.
A slight laugh came from Spencer, as he said, “Yes, Throg, this b
