Chapter 6
The next morning, they lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, both reluctant to start their day.
“I go back next weekend.”
Vincent felt as if someone had punched him in the stomach. All the air had been knocked out of his lungs and he found it difficult to breathe. “Next weekend?” His tone spoke volumes, as well as the shocked expression he no doubt had on his face.
“Yes.” Daniel looked at him, his own expression sympathetic. “Vincent, you knew I was only here for a short while.” He draped an arm over Vincent’s torso and kissed him quickly on the lips. “I’ve really enjoyed our time together, but I have to go back. My children—”
“I know. I’ve enjoyed being with you, too, but next weekend is so soon. It’s taken me by surprise.”
“Perhaps if you were in England, we wouldn’t even h
