The two lovers spent a few hours together, contented and in peace and silence. Julian was sprawled on the sofa with his head laying comfortably on Anthony's lap.
The billionaire wanted to spend the night and though he hadn't yet spoken his thoughts, Julian had assumed just as much. But then an emergency call came through. It was Sebastian. Their father had another heart attack and was being rushed to the hospital. Julian, who had overheard the whole conversation, turned to his mate with evident worry. “You have to go.” He whispered sadly. Anthony nodded, got on his feet and began picking up his things. He had long discarded his jacket and shoes, as they were comfortable around each other.
“I am sorry,” Anthony rasped, feeling torn. He wanted nothing more than to keep cuddling his adora
