Chapter Twelve
DYLAN LET ZACH TALK him into going home with him. His former lover had literally come to him and begged to take care of him. How could Dylan refuse that offer? He may have broken off their relationship in its infancy due to some pretty big insecurities, but he believed in second chances.
Zach drove Dylan back to his huge house and helped him in the front door. Thanks to the wonderfully strong drugs the doctor had prescribed him, he wasn’t too sore. Yeah, his ribs ached every time he took a breath and the burns on his neck stung a bit but considering the collapse he’d been in, he was doing remarkably well.
“Dylan, you can sleep in my room and I’ll sleep in the guest room. You’ll be more comfortable in my bed.”
Dylan snorted and glared at the man he wanted as his boyfriend
