He didn’t deprive me of his presence, but after George fell asleep and was placed in his cradle, Julian pulled me into bed and wrapped his strong arms around me, a gesture both loving and utilitarian—I couldn’t move my arms to touch myself or him. And even though his erect...
“So the rumors are true.” I blinked against the sudden wash of sunlight in the hotel room. I’d been slumped in a chair in front of the fireplace, debating the merits of having a drink this early in the morning. I wasn’t normally the type to seek solace in drunkenness, but ...