Chapter 28
Steve woke up the next morning with someone snug against his back. It was unusual, but before he could wonder what the hell he’d gotten himself up to, he remembered the night before. No, he and Sharps hadn’t done more than kiss and fondle each other’s c***s, but it had been his boy in his arms, and it had been better than anything he’d ever felt before.
“Morning, Cap,” Sharps whispered, his breath warm in Steve’s ear.
“Morning.”
“I could do with some breakfast.” Sharps kissed the hinge of Steve’s jaw. “What do you say we rise and shine?”
“I say that sounds like a good idea.”
They rolled out of their bedrolls, dressed, and took care of the mules and horses. Just as they finished, Georgie sang out, “Come and get it.”
They hurried to the fire and accepted plates of potatoes,
