Chapter 12: Brief Interlude
Rectory Guest Bedroom, Night
Leslie shifted onto his side and tried to get his lanky build to cooperate. “This is such a damned small bed. If Robert expects his overnight guests to sleep comfortably, he’s got to get a bigger one.”
“I bet you were doing fine here until I showed up. Slept like the dead in this room,” Edward said as he nuzzled closer.
Leslie twisted back to face his partner and accidently tapped Edward on the chin with his elbow. “See what I mean? Dopey and Bashful would be right at home in this sepulcher.”
“I think it was a bier, actually, if we’re to be true to the fairy tale,” Edward said. “And it was Snow White inside it. Not one of the dwarves.”
“Would you mind turning a little to the…yes, that’s much better. I feel as though I can final
