“How’s your arse and your ankle?” Joey asked as he ran a soapy finger down Kevin’s crack.
“Haven’t had a twinge out of either all day.”
Joey turned Kevin to face him, and, just like that morning, looked right into his lover’s eyes. Kevin was able to hold his gaze.
“Honest, Sir. I can’t lie to you, not over something like that.”
Despite the shower Joey noticed a tear form in the corner of Kevin’s right eye before he looked away.
“Sorry, Pup. I shouldn’t have doubted you.”
“It’s okay, Sir.”
“Forgive me?”
Kevin looked up in surprise. “There’s nothing to forgive. You were protecting me, like you promised. No one, before you, thought enough about me to want to do that.”
After releasing Kevin from a hug, Joey said, “Now come on, let me finish washing you.”
Joey rubbed the soap b
