Chapter 20
Elliot woke with the slow drowse of having slept deep and peacefully and awoken just as content. A hot body pressed against his back, an arm curled possessively over his waist, and the slight snuffling-snore of breathing with congestion told him last night hadn’t been a dream. He’d finally admitted everything to Micah…and Micah had accepted it. Understood. It had made Elliot feel like more of an i***t for causing all the drama when being honest about things would have, well, not been easy, but it would have been easier than the week away with Micah mad at him.
He tried not to think that if he’d contacted Micah immediately, they could have avoided that painful week and Micah might not have worked himself sick, but it had seemed like a good idea at the time.
Story of my life
