Chapter 2
Malcolm came out of the bathroom the next morning towel drying his hair after a nice hot shower.
He tiptoed over to the bed and looked down at the still sleeping Dustin. Poor sweetie really did work too much. He knew Dusty’s dream was to be a head chef sooner rather than later so he worked long and hard.
Malcolm gently caressed the dark circle under Dusty’s right eye. He knew it wouldn’t wake up his boyfriend. The man could sleep through a freight train barreling through their living room. He couldn’t help but smile at the tussled strawberry blond curls. He wrapped one curved lock around his finger. Dusty was the sweetest man in the world and he was damned lucky Dusty had chosen to fall in love with him.
He stepped away from the bed and went to the dresser for his clothes. Th
