Chapter 6
Dustin
When Dustin finally woke up, he found his head on Raf’s chest, holding him close. Damn it felt good. He wanted to close his eyes and snuggle into Raf’s embrace, but his bladder called the shots. Plus, the sun streaming in through the slits between the blinds told him it was afternoon. Time to get up.
He rolled to the other side of the bed and made his way to the bedroom. When he got back, he picked up his phone from the nightstand and read the time: 1:15 P.M. He knew he should stay up, but one look at Raf, shirtless, the sheet riding low on his hips, and he climbed back into bed. If Raf wanted to sleep, he’d join him. And so what if they cuddled? Friends cuddled, right?
He knew the answer, but ignored it and slipped under the sheet, fitting himself against Raf’s side a
