Sixth Nightfall
"I'll drive you to the hospital, at least." Beau is wrapped around Prama's arms inside their corner bathtub. His hands play with bubbles as he lay his back against the muscled chest behind him.
Beau feels safe in those arms. He always had.
Prama has a very good physic. He does work out four times a week. He either trains his muscles at his private gym or go for a run around the estate. And his tanned skin complements his handsome facial features.
"Hm? But how am I supposed to get back home at three in the morning?"
It's four thirty in the afternoon on a Saturday. Beau is getting ready for his shift at the hospital tonight. For the next two weeks he will be working from six in the evening to three in the morning.
"I'll pick you up, of course." Beau's fiancé planted
