David could hear Jeremy moving about in the adjoining bedchamber. Why in God’s name had he put him in there? He wanted to burst in, throw him on the bed, and indulge in the activities that had occupied his head ever since they had met. He wanted him in the silk gown again, wanted to…He rubbed the back of his neck. He wanted all those things but didn’t want to give him expectations of any kind. The arrangement could only ever be temporary.
He hesitated for a moment, then with a brief knock, opened the adjoining door. Jeremy was standing by the bed wearing nothing but the colourful silk robe he had given him. His dark, curly hair was tousled, his feet were bare, and the belt was loosely tied, leaving an expanse of bare chest visible. The air in the room disappeared and David struggled to br
