Matt
Even though pitch-blackness surrounded them, Matt was completely exposed. He shifted comfortably on the Mazda’s windshield and his head grazed James’. “This is amazing,” he breathed. “I don’t know how I’ve never done this before.”
James put his hand over Matt’s and squeezed lightly. Neither of them wanted to pull their gaze from the sky, but he was grateful for the contact. He wanted it, and James must’ve, too. There wasn’t much need for either of them to speak. What they were sharing together now was more than could ever be expressed in words. He turned his palm around and entwined his fingers with James’ and returned the squeeze. They took in the endless Santa Monica Mountains National Recreation Area sky with billions of stars stretched before them. It was breathtaking and he was
