Chapter 9
The sound of fabric rustling dragged Nolan reluctantly from his love-drunk sleep. A barefoot Rick was picking through the clothes on Nolan’s bedroom floor.
“What’s going on, babe?” Nolan asked, sitting up and rubbing his eyes.
Rick found the shirt he’d been looking for and stood up. He was wearing his jeans, but they were still unbuttoned showing his white underwear beneath. A slow smile spread across Nolan’s face. He liked the idea of seeing these sexy little surprises on a regular basis. Nolan noticed the serious expression on Rick’s face as the older man pulled on his shirt.
“Rick? What’s going on? Are you okay?”
Rick’s eyes were red and wet. He shook his head. He turned to leave the room, but instead rushed back to Nolan and gave him a desperate kiss.
“I’m sorry,” he wh
