The door whispered open so quietly, Alex almost fooled himself into believing the noise was his imagination. He took a second to steel himself for whatever expression he might see on Nick’s face and then turned his head. He’d lost track of the time, but he’d worried as the sky had grown dark. He’d tried to read, watched a little TV without seeing any of the programmes, made a few phone calls, a couple of them to places that Nick might be. No luck. Left with no choice, Alex had settled in to wait.
How could looking dishevelled make a man appear so utterly adorable? Alex glanced away, taking a moment to think. What had he started here? Where would things end? Wasn’t it a little late to be asking those questions? Fine time to grow a conscience, but he didn’t want to hurt Nick.
Alex looked t
