Chapter 12: South Dakota Headquarters
For a moment, Nikoloz could not remember where he was. Vincent lay next to him, snoring softly, one arm flung around Nikoloz’s shoulder. He started to shove the man off the edge, then remembered. He’d invited Vincent into his bed.
He remembered trying to sleep. Whenever he’d closed his eyes, he’d been back in that factory, with the doctor’s hands on him. He felt ashamed of the way he’d begged Vikushka to sleep with him. And yet…Vincent had joined him on the bed, without any of his customary remarks, without making any attempt to take advantage of Nikoloz’s vulnerability.
Nikoloz sat up, wincing at the pain in his shoulder and hip. The cast on his arm was damned cumbersome.
Vincent snorted and opened his eyes. “Need some help getting up?”
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