Chapter 7Warmth filled Rafael, both from the Christmas decorations and the looks Ashton sent him. At first, he’d believed he’d imagined it, but he didn’t think he had. Ashton was sneaking in little touches here and there, and he didn’t seem to care if people assumed they were sleeping together.
Blake had always made excuses, had introduced him as his roommate rather than his boyfriend if they ever met someone. They hardly ever did. Blake preferred it when Rafael stayed at home.
Opening the box with tree decorations, he then stared at Ashton who sat in the armchair right next to the tree with a cup in his hand. “This is a lot of baubles.”
Ashton nodded. “There are different color themes.”
Rafael suppressed a laugh. For someone who didn’t like Christmas, Ashton had lots of decorations. “
