Chapter 6
Hunter turned his face away from the window and the lightning that lit up the room, and spooned next to Dimas. Florida monsoon-like afternoon rains had moved in, and he wanted to be in the comforting embrace of his lover. He didn’t even want to look at Dimas’ watch to see what time it was. He guessed they had fallen asleep for thirty minutes. Forty tops. The weather radio had come on downstairs off and on, alerting them to rain bands moving through. Before they both napped, Dimas confirmed that the rain bands would completely moved off from the Atlantic and inland by midnight.
Hunter removed his belt and slid off his shorts, leaving the golf polo on. He wanted to do the same for Dimas who had curled into him, his cotton socks rubbing against Hunter’s legs.
It had been a busy m
