The first time it happened, Cade assumed he'd imagined it.
They were curled together beneath the blankets on a rainy Saturday afternoon, the windows cracked just enough to let in the smell of wet pavement. A movie played quietly in the background, long forgotten somewhere around the halfway mark. Pierce rested against Cade's chest, absentmindedly tracing circles across the back of his hand while they talked about nothing in particular.
Afterward, Pierce stayed lying beside him instead of curling closer like he usually did. He was breathing harder than normal. Not dramatically. Just... enough.
Cade brushed a damp strand of hair away from Pierce's forehead. "You okay?"
Pierce nodded a little too quickly. "Just out of shape."
Cade smiled. "Yeah? Me too."
Pierce laughed, but it sounded f
