CHAPTER 8
“Angel, we shouldn’t be in here. Illan is not going to be happy,” Morgan said allowing his mate to pull him into a spare room.
Angelo didn’t stop, saying, “What Illan doesn’t know won’t hurt him. I want to give you your Christmas present.”
“Angel, we already exchanged gifts and I love my wood working room. Now all I need to do is learn how to do wood working,” Morgan said.
Giggling, Angelo replied, “I didn’t make that room so you would make things. I wanted to see you doing something that makes you all sweaty, so you will take off your shirt and make love to me on the table saw. Besides, it wasn’t my real gift.”
“Really? And what is?” Morgan asked with a smile.
Looking around the room, Angelo found what he was looking for. “Just stand there and I’ll be out in a minute.”
Mo
