Chapter 19
Later that night, Chris lay in bed with James’s head resting on his chest. James had fallen asleep, his breaths soft against Chris’s skin. He lightly stroked James’s back as he wondered if their future together would ever be peaceful.
Chris thought they were safe, but his gaze was on the French doors. Hopefully, the motion light wouldn’t come on. He tried to push away the thought, but even though the quiet offered sleep, he couldn’t shut off his mind. What if Skinner really was blackmailing Nolan? What else was Skinner up to?
James placed his hand on Chris’s chest as he cleared his throat. “Can’t sleep?” James said softly, then lightly kissed Chris’s chest.
“Did I wake you?”
“No,” James said as he put his head on the pillow. “Something bothering you?”
“Not really.”
James
