Chapter 10
Thomas hummed under his breath as he scraped the scrambled eggs out of the frying pan and onto the waiting plates. He shouldn’t be in such a good mood. He had a werewolf taking care of his mother, who was showing signs of not having a very good day, and he’d already broken his vow not to move things to a physical level with Andre. By all rights, he should be grumpy as hell.
But he wasn’t. He’d fallen asleep in his sticky T-shirt after Andre had peeled himself away to go take a shower, and he’d dreamt of pale, haunted eyes and long limbs until Andre had woken him up with butterfly kisses across his palm. He was hard enough again at that point to bend Andre over and follow through on his earlier promise to f**k him, but Mom had already been moving around, and Andre had only woke
