Chapter 13The morning sun shines through the lobby windows, lighting Ryan like the saint he is. He waits for Jasper, a large coffee in one hand, his other hand in his pocket. Even in yesterday’s clothes, Ryan looks too good to be true.
“One, real coffee,” Ryan says with a smile that lights up Jasper’s heart.
It’d been a rough night at the hospital. Between the discomfort of the recliner chair, and the frequent nurse observation rounds, Jasper had a terrible broken sleep. Not to mention the overwhelming, ‘I don’t know what I want out of life’ thought being the first to cross his mind every single time he woke up.
Jasper takes the coffee and puts it down so he can wrap his arms around Ryan’s neck, breathing in the cheap hotel soap. “I really f*****g missed you last night,” he says, kissin
