Chapter 5
Craig
Craig woke early the next morning, and it took a moment for him to realize the warm body pressed against him was Mitchell. The memory of the night before came rushing back and his heart rate sped up. What if he’d ruined their friendship? What if Mitchell regretted last night?
Craig certainly didn’t. He could never be sorry for what they had done. If anything, it had only cemented the idea that they were meant to be together.
Mitchell moved in his arms, a soft sigh escaping his lips, and Craig wanted nothing more than to stay snuggled with him under the covers, but his bladder was calling the shots. He slipped out as carefully as possible, sliding his arm out from under Mitchell’s head, and padded to the bathroom.
On his way back to bed, he grabbed his phone from the ni
