Chapter 4Shawn slept like the dead, his arm flung above his head on the pillow, and the sheet pulled down low around his hips. Dario was careful not to disrupt him when he got out of bed, but he let his gaze linger before going in search of his clothes. His body was immaculate, and now that Dario knew each inch of it, Shawn seemed even more perfect than before. His rumpled hair stuck up in all directions, and sleep took almost a decade from his face. Only a decade separated them, and yet, he seemed so much younger. He couldn’t even believe that a man like Shawn would want anything to do with him.
He slipped from the bedroom and found his clothes tossed over the couch in the living room. He dressed with one eye on the bedroom door, waiting for Shawn to emerge. Waiting for Shawn to demand t
