Chapter 6
Before he even awoke, Matt was aware of Vic beside him. With muscled arms like steel girders, his lover held Matt tight, fisting the sheets at Matt’s stomach to pin him in place. One leg draped heavily over Matt’s hip, trapping him with a pleasant weight. Soft snores tickled the back of his neck, and every so often Vic would mutter and move against him, cuddling closer. A myriad of jumbled images tumbled through Matt’s mind, dreams that were only partially his. The connection they shared during waking hours widened when they slept, and Vic’s thoughts spilled easily into Matt’s head to mix with his own. The first time it had happened, Matt had been terrified—afraid he’d lose himself, he struggled in vain to cut himself off from Vic.
Now after three love-filled years, he relishe
