Better than good. He’d awakened with that feeling of smug contentment combined with being a god. He was the man. Conqueror of worlds, or at the very least, conqueror of his world and pleasurer of Shelby. They’d spent the rest of the night together. After their second amazing session of lovemaking, they’d surfaced long enough to dress, collect Charlie and grab some take-out for dinner, then had spent the evening snuggled together on his sofa before retreating to the bedroom to continue putting a dent in his condom supply. He leaned over and absently rubbed Charlie’s ears. “Hey, guy,” he murmured. “How you feeling?” Charlie wagged his tail. “Yeah? Me, too.” Aidan leaned back in his chair. Part of him was still concerned that everything could fall apart now that they’d crossed the line, but he wasn’t about to feel anything close to regret. Being with Shelby had been great.
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