Adrian caught him looking after a while and reached over to take his hand. Troy squeezed it and finally gave the production the attention it deserved, again grateful for all the little things in his life.
After the show they had a late night snack before heading back to their hotel. Troy made love to Adrian all over again, reveling in his body and falling asleep tangled in his arms.
Their last two days in London it poured down rain, and Troy wasn’t impressed, especially when they got caught on Baker Street without an umbrella and all the shops had closed for the night. Adrian somehow found a cab and they’d managed to get back without drowning. Now it was the last morning. “Good thing we already went to Primrose Hill,” groused Troy on their last day, looking out their hotel room window.
