Chapter 8Jasper groans as his body, lethargic and stiff, refuses to budge. A hand rubs his shoulder and a soft kiss sends tingles down the back of his neck.
“Take it slow. Your muscles might still feel a little numb.” Ryan’s soothing, calm tone brings Jasper out of his waking brain fog. Ryan gently helps Jasper roll from his side to his back.
Jasper sighs as he lies flat on his back, glancing at the man beside him. His head throbs, stomach churns, throat and chest ache. Everything points to last night having ended terribly. He stares into Ryan’s eyes, hoping with desperation that he’d not crossed an unforgivable line. “How badly did I f**k up last night?” The words croak out his dry throat.
Ryan smiles. “Not that bad. You ended up passed out in the shower in your clothes with one shoe o
