Morning found them in the same position. Mack woke first and sighed and stretched, in the process moving his leg off Seth.
The man stirred, opened his eyes and looked up into Mack’s, a broad smile on his handsome face. “God, you’re good,” he said in a husky, sleep-filled voice.
“Not ‘good mornin’?’ Just a comment on my s****l powers?”
“Okay, then,” Seth chuckled as he reached up to kiss Mack. “Good mornin’. God, you’re good!” He kissed Mack on the nose. “Don’t go away, I gotta piss.”
“While you’re up, put the Don’t disturb sign out. No need ta traumatize the maid again.”
Seth got up, stuck his head out the door, placed the card in the key slot, and used the bathroom. Mack met him at the door as he was coming out and went in and pissed.
Seth returned to the bed and lay on his back.
