Chapter 3Tre couldn’t remember the last time he’d had a warm body in bed with him long after the f*****g was over. Not since college, at least, when he was willing to risk staying over at his boyfriend’s apartment. He had forgotten how nice it was. But maybe it was just Michael who was nice, his long form draped halfway over Tre’s, his skin surprisingly smooth.
The large numbers on the clock next to the bed told him he should go to sleep. His wake-up call was in three hours. He never slept on planes. His sister wouldn’t let him crash when he got there, either. Plus, he was exhausted. But he was wired, too. Having a strange person in bed with him made his skin warm, and the back of his neck tingle. It was more exciting than soothing. Tre didn’t know if that was because of the novelty of th
