Chapter 9
When Andre woke, peace pervaded everything, from the heat at his fingertips to the soft swirl of his thoughts as he realized he’d slept through the night without a single nightmare. That didn’t happen often. It was one reason why he rose so early, to abort any terror that might ruin his rest.
At some point in the night, he and Thomas had switched places. Now, Thomas faced the edge of the bed while Andre curled around him. His bare skin felt overly sensitive where it rubbed against the clothes Thomas still wore, and his fully erect c**k scraped over the seams in the back of Thomas’s jeans. Thomas still slept. His breathing was deep and even, his pulse a soothing throb. Andre buried his nose in the back of his neck and allowed himself the luxury of simply breathing Thomas in.
He
