Chapter 15
“I can walk,” John said, laughing.
Mitch had plucked John from the driver’s seat and was carrying him to the cottage.
“Know you can.” Mitch wanted to carry his man; it was just one of the many ways he intended to show John what life would be like when they were a couple.
“We didn’t lock the car door.”
Mitch shook his head. John was such a city boy. “It’ll be fine.”
And he didn’t just mean the car. Mitch was determined to do anything to make the night, the weekend—heck, the rest of their lives—special. John deserved nothing less.
“It’s dark in here,” John said as Mitch carried him into the bedroom and laid him on the bed.
Mitch had remembered to change the sheets before they’d left. After Teddy’d left John’s cottage, Mitch had had to hustle as there hadn’t been much time
