Vic’s car squealed to a stop in front of their brownstone apartment building, the sound disturbing the quiet night. As he put the car into park, he felt a familiar presence awaken in his mind. ::There you are,:: Matt mumbled sleepily inside Vic’s head.
::Did I wake you?:: Vic couldn’t stop the slow grin that spread across his face at Matt’s stifled yawn. ::Get back to bed. I’ll join you in two minutes.::
::I’m up now.::
An image flashed through Vic’s mind—their bedroom draped in red satin, a mass of flickering candles holding back the shadows and Matt, naked, spread-eagle on the bed. The candlelight gave his flesh a burnished glow that made his olive tone golden. The dark curls on his head seemed to absorb the light, and the hairs that covered his arms and chest and legs all pointed
