Chapter 6Matthew woke early, feeling disoriented. He felt a strange physical lassitude and a disconcerting awareness that he was not alone. He opened his eyes and turned his head to see Crispin, lying on his side, looking at him intently in the half-light.
For a moment, he thought he was dreaming. He must have seemed so astonished that Crispin mistook his surprise for revulsion. “I must go,” Crispin muttered and sat up to push the covers away, swinging his long legs out of the bed, facing away from Matthew.
The memories of the night before came roaring back to Matthew all at once. He felt raw, confused, and off-balance. Instinctively, he reached for his familiar anger towards Crispin to envelop him like the cloak he would wear in the play. But after their unexpected reconciliation, it wa
