Crawling back to bed, Phillip tried to ease under the covers without letting his chilled upper body wake the sleeper, but Gary was having none of it. Making soft murmuring noises and sighs in his sleep, Gary rolled over, arm curling in and settling around Phillip’s frame. The movement made Phillip tense, and he inwardly scowled. This was the innocent movement of someone hugging the person beside him in bed, not Gary staking a claim; even if he were, was that such a bad thing?
Shivering, not from the cold but from the sensation of another person so close beside him, Phillip tried to grow still, to fall back to sleep. He didn’t know how long he lay there before Gary’s arm tightened, his head moved, lips whispered across tender skin, planting a kiss beneath his right ear.
“Are you ever goin
