Chapter 11
Jonathan shivered and pulled up the covers over his naked body as he lay on his bed in the loft. The fire he had set in the schoolhouse’s fireplace was burning low. He wondered now if he had misinterpreted Nathaniel’s affectionate squeeze of his shoulder, and his words upon parting that afternoon at the conclusion of the stroll with the Gilmore sisters.
“I will see you again, soon, my friend.”
Those were his words. Surely he had meant that night? Jonathan shivered again as he softly stroked his erect p***s beneath the blankets. Was the shiver merely from the cold, or was it from the anticipation of what he hoped for? He strained his ears to hear any sound that might indicate Nathaniel was near.
He was close to drifting off to sleep, when he thought he heard the latch below b
