Chapter 12Ryu watched Egil as they brushed their teeth. He was nervous, not only nervous, he looked petrified. Was it Reverend Goodwin or his mother scaring him? The reverend he could protect him from, but his mother…Ryu couldn’t do much about his mother.
He rinsed and walked out into the bedroom, leaving Egil alone in the bathroom. He was pale as a ghost, and while Ryu was fascinated by the moonstone quality his skin took, he didn’t think it was healthy. And beautiful as it was, he liked it better when Egil’s cheeks were flushed—like a spinel gemstone.
Removing his jeans, he crawled in under the covers. Despite it being August, the room was cold, which was a good excuse to keep his shirt on. Egil had seen him, had seen his scars in dragon form—Ryu hadn’t looked. He didn’t want to know h
