Ten minutes later, they were walking between the aisles of the Super King Market and Daniel was thoughtful, trying to control himself and not stare at his friend beside him. It was shocking to be there with him. And overwhelming. Alex was intoxicating. Daniel could feel his warmth, the scent of his skin, not a cologne, just…skin. And it was so damn hard to concentrate on the things they were there to buy. Maybe he had rejoiced too soon when Alex proposed to join him. He didn’t reckon what it could be like spending time alone with Alex.
“Pretzels! I want pretzels,” Alex said, startling Daniel.
“I thought we were here because you wanted juice.” Daniel was secretly grateful for the distraction.
“But pretzels are perfect with juice, don’t you know that?”
“If you say so…”
“And chocolate. Y
