Chapter 15
That night, after a slow afternoon of quiet patrolling alone, Ezekiel retired to his room.
Snarling and hissing he prowled in the confines of his room, eventually forced to admit to himself that he was in fact avoiding dinner, his family....and the one man that was making him feel just a little bit insane. Not to mention tense, and pent up, and on edge.
Ezekiel didn't want to be around his family feeling the way he felt. He didn't want to be around Lander thinking what he was thinking. He didn't want to be near Brandon with the heat of his body only a few hours forgotten.
So, not bothering to remove his clothing and feeling bone tired, Ezekiel crawled into his sheets, punched a few pillows into shape beneath him....and promptly collapsed in exhaustion.
IT was sometime later
