“What’s wrong?” Arden asked in confusion.
The way Kade was holding him to his body as he sat across his lap, he could feel that there was no longer anything s*xual about it. Something else was driving Kade to press Arden against him, bare skin to bare skin, their heartbeats echoing inside each other’s ribcages.
“Nothing,” Kade answered in a low and rough voice. An obvious lie. “I’m just feeling a bit drunk still. Let’s stay like this for a while.”
“…”
Arden could hardly miss it, how hard Kade’s heart was banging and galloping inside his chest. He supposed his recent clim*x could be blamed for it, or the lingering effects of alcohol as Kade had claimed.
But Arden wasn’t buying any of that.
‘What is it?’ Arden thought in nameless sorrow as he quietly returned Kade’s embrace. ‘What ar
