Chapter 4
The next morning Harry woke to the sound of the rain pounding out a fierce staccato on the motel roof. He lay there for a moment, listening to the rain and feeling at ease for the first time in too long. He loved the way it sounded as it hit the hard surface above him. He rolled to his side and smiled, inhaling the scent of the man next to him, but he fought the urge to touch him. Reb looked too peaceful to disturb. Instead, he laid a gentle kiss on Reb’s bare shoulder and slowly got out of bed. He felt like a kid at Christmas. He and Reb really were together. None of the day before had been a dream.
Harry grabbed a pair of jeans, put them on, and grinned. They were Reb’s and they felt perfect. He opened the door, took a deep breath with a sigh, and silently closed it behind hi
