Bernard brushes past me, almost causing my drawstring bag to slip from my hand. I inhale deeply and make my way to Stetson’s room. “Hey Stetson, I’m off to work.”
“Got it,” he responds, his voice sounding distant through the wall.
I shake my head, grinning as I walk towards Chandler’s room. “Hey Chan, I’m heading out.”
As the door creaked open, Chandler stood there with a towel hanging low on his hips. "Hi, gorgeous," he whispered, guiding me into his room. His hands gently held my face as he leaned in, planting a soft kiss on my lips. I felt myself relax into his touch, his warmth enveloping me.
"I love you," he murmured before pulling away and heading into the bathroom.
“I love you, too," I whispered gently, my eyes following him as he walked away. My heart raced in my chest. I look
