Ryan woke up when Daisy jumped off the bed. He sat up in time to see André making his way to the stairs with the other dogs. By the time Ryan was at the head of the steps, André was nearly all the way down and navigating well. Ryan turned back and used the bathroom.
Ryan came downstairs. André was sitting on the couch, watching College Game Day wrap up. He looked up at Ryan as he came into the room, then back at the screen.
Ryan sat next to him on the sofa. He blankly watched the screen and listened to the arguments as to what the previous day’s wins and losses did to the BCS standings, whatever that meant. Finally, when it became apparent André wasn’t going to say anything, he began.
“André.”
André turned to him. God, he was so handsome. Ryan felt a desperate love rise with in him.
