Phoenix was seated in the hammock outside of their home the next day. He was thinking that months had gone by and there wasn’t anything that he heard from Zuriel about Harley.
He thought about the letter he sent, “did it even get to Harley?”
He looked at people having fun on the beach with their families and friends. He wondered what it would have been if Harley had been there with him.
Then an idea popped into his head, “maybe Harley should live here in Westwood City too? That would be better. I would get to see him.”
He glanced at the beach and saw Zuriel walking towards their house carrying a surfboard. He bit down on his lips, seeing how his lover looked.
His hair was wet. He was topless and just wearing board shorts that clung to his hips that showed up a portion of his s*x cuts
