Alaric was coming toward him now, sliding through the trees in the dark almost as confidently as Mason could. He smiled as he appeared, Mason"s clothes in his hands. “You left a trail.”
Mason offered a smile of his own, tentative. He wasn"t sure of himself with Alaric, and that made him nervous. But there was something he could do now that they were in relative safety and he had the water to do it in. He stood slowly, moving toward the shore with water running off his n***d body as the moon peeked out over the nearest mountain.
The cool touch of the moon"s light bathed him in a soft glow, tingled against his wet skin as he stepped from the water. “Maybe I wanted you to find me,” Mason said softly, taking the clothes from his hand and tossing them to the side.
“Here I am,” Alaric respond
