Chapter 12
Tyler wasn’t as nervous about having Jaime in his apartment as the last time. The comparison brought to mind luscious memories that had kept him company every night since. Tyler tried his best to keep his thoughts hidden as he showed Jaime how to use the washing machine. To his credit, Jaime humored Tyler’s rambling; an amused smile never leaving Jaime’s face.
“So add clothes and soap then press start?” Jaime chuckled as Tyler closed the lid on the washing machine.
“It should only take about half an hour,” Tyler said. He knew he was stating the obvious but going over the finer points of the various cycles kept him from an awkward silence that threatened to unleash all the thoughts swirling around in his brain. Tyler hated to see Jaime hurt, and the desire to comfort him ate a
