Chapter 7
Ian felt comfortable in Andrew’s arms. It all felt so right but, how could it? Had it been twenty-four hours since they met, did the conga, and have s*x? The regular breathing told Ian the young man holding him had fallen to sleep. It had been a long night, then day, and now, evening again. Ian smiled. He had started the day in Andrew’s arms and was ending it in much more comfortable position at least.
There would be more hospital time tomorrow. He probably couldn’t get out of making an appearance but he wasn’t going to hang out with Stephen. Ian could now see the changes in his life without Jessie and it made him sad. But he certainly understood. She obviously saw something in her new husband he didn’t and loved him enough to uproot everything. True, her firm had a DC office a
