Chapter 8
End of August
Mason opened his eyes with a smile on his face. He seemed to do that a lot lately. The morning sun streaked through the partially opened blinds in John’s bedroom. John’s back was to him and he hugged his pillow close. Mason’s arm still rested around his lover’s waist.
He sighed, content for the first time in…well, the truth was he had never been this content. This completely satisfied.
He had been basically staying in John’s house…in John’s bed…since the middle of June. They hadn’t been spending their nights alone anyway so it seemed rather impractical to maintain separate residences. Mason checked on the rented beach house to make sure everything was in order, but otherwise, he had set up happily here at John’s.
Mason carefully removed his arm from John’s wais
