Chapter 10The morning broke hot and bright over Lecce, the bright sun reflecting off each white building and back into the brilliant blue sky. Christian stood in front of their open bedroom window, letting the occasional breeze brush against him, though it did nothing to cool his skin. Sweat rolled down the back of his legs and his arms, but at least it wasn’t muggy. Christian supposed he should shut the window and pull the blinds, try to capture the cold air in the bedroom while he could, but he wasn’t interested in that. He loved the sun. He would have been a sun worshipper.
Thinking of ancient sun worshippers brought to mind Trip’s suggestion they shag on the beach. Not that it was hard finding reasons to think of shagging Trip these days. When he wasn’t thinking about shagging Trip, i
