up to speed. Eventually, the sound stopped.
Jayden breathed a sigh of relief, flopping back under the covers, eyes closing again.
Beside him, Matt was shifting, getting up. “You’re here?” he whispered into the phone, but regardless of how quiet he tried to be, the edge in his tone was still more than obvious.
“Give me a few moments, I’ll come down,” he barked into the phone, and the mattress bounced a little bit when Matt’s weight was removed.
Jayden heard the shuffling of clothes, and then the streaming sunlight was obstructed by Matt crouching down next to where Jayden’s head was resting.
He slowly opened his eyes, blinking away his sleep to find his lover looking down at him. There was a slow, lazy smile playing across his face, but there was also a distance in his look that sent chills down Jayden’s spine. He offered up a weak smile in return, translating the message without needing any words. Last night was great, but now I want you out of my bed.
He swallowed hard, reality crashing around him once more. For a few blissful hours, he had forgotten about the arrangement, basking in the afterglow, but now it was time to plant his feet firmly on the ground once more. A sigh escaped his lips before he could prevent it, though.
“Jayden?” Matt quietly said his name, and Jayden did his best to focus on him, to give him all of his attention.
“Please come down for breakfast when you are ready.” It sounded like a request, like an invitation of sorts, but Jayden wasn’t fooled. Matt usually left him alone in the mornings, and if the man was asking for his presence at breakfast, then he damn well expected Jayden to jump out of bed and get ready.
How was it possible for Matt to look all composed and put together even though he was wearing the same clothes he had on last night? He must have some wicked skills!
Jayden self-consciously raised a hand to brush hair out of his face, because he was sure he looked just as frazzled as he felt. “Just give me a few minutes.” His voice sounded hoarse, thick with sleep, even to his own ears, and he closed his eyes briefly, trying to find the energy to get up. It wasn’t ridiculously early by any standard, but it was still way too early for Jayden to be awake.
When Jayden felt ready to get up, Matt was already gone, and the room seemed somewhat empty without his presence. He collected his clothes from last night, sniffed them, and decided they didn’t need to be washed yet. He then decided to have a quick shower, because nothing cleared his head better than sticking his head under semi-cold water. Normally he liked his comforts, but when all else failed, drastic measures had to be taken for him to wake up fully. And something told him that he couldn’t afford to be anything less than awake when he met up with Matt.
He usually liked to linger in the shower, but today he broke his own record. He was in and out within a few minutes, and got dressed just as quickly in some faded jeans, boots, and a simple shirt.
He ran his fingers through his hair, trying to tame it, but of course, nothing worked. Eventually he decided he was ready to face the world. Curiosity nibbled at him, his thoughts racing ahead, leaving him behind.
Who had Matt rushed off to meet? And why had Matt demanded his presence?
They usually never spent the mornings together, so why was Matt now breaking with habit?
By now Jayden could navigate his way to the parlor in his sleep, and long before he reached the doors, he could hear hearty laughter coming from the other side.
Matt… laughing .
The man was usually more prone to disapproving facial expressions, and now he was roaring with laughter?
Jayden’s heart constricted as he felt a stab of pain before rolling his eyes at himself. Of course Matt had friends; he was allowed to laugh, and there was no logical reason for Jayden to feel hurt or upset because for once Matt wasn’t smiling at him.
Still, why
Jayden breathed a sigh of relief, flopping back under the covers, eyes closing again.
Beside him, Matt was shifting, getting up. “You’re here?” he whispered into the phone, but regardless of how quiet he tried to be, the edge in his tone was still more than obvious.
“Give me a few moments, I’ll come down,” he barked into the phone, and the mattress bounced a little bit when Matt’s weight was removed.
Jayden heard the shuffling of clothes, and then the streaming sunlight was obstructed by Matt crouching down next to where Jayden’s head was resting.
He slowly opened his eyes, blinking away his sleep to find his lover looking down at him. There was a slow, lazy smile playing across his face, but there was also a distance in his look that sent chills down Jayden’s spine. He offered up a weak smile in return, translating the message without needing any words. Last night was great, but now I want you out of my bed.
He swallowed hard, reality crashing around him once more. For a few blissful hours, he had forgotten about the arrangement, basking in the afterglow, but now it was time to plant his feet firmly on the ground once more. A sigh escaped his lips before he could prevent it, though.
“Jayden?” Matt quietly said his name, and Jayden did his best to focus on him, to give him all of his attention.
“Please come down for breakfast when you are ready.” It sounded like a request, like an invitation of sorts, but Jayden wasn’t fooled. Matt usually left him alone in the mornings, and if the man was asking for his presence at breakfast, then he damn well expected Jayden to jump out of bed and get ready.
How was it possible for Matt to look all composed and put together even though he was wearing the same clothes he had on last night? He must have some wicked skills!
Jayden self-consciously raised a hand to brush hair out of his face, because he was sure he looked just as frazzled as he felt. “Just give me a few minutes.” His voice sounded hoarse, thick with sleep, even to his own ears, and he closed his eyes briefly, trying to find the energy to get up. It wasn’t ridiculously early by any standard, but it was still way too early for Jayden to be awake.
When Jayden felt ready to get up, Matt was already gone, and the room seemed somewhat empty without his presence. He collected his clothes from last night, sniffed them, and decided they didn’t need to be washed yet. He then decided to have a quick shower, because nothing cleared his head better than sticking his head under semi-cold water. Normally he liked his comforts, but when all else failed, drastic measures had to be taken for him to wake up fully. And something told him that he couldn’t afford to be anything less than awake when he met up with Matt.
He usually liked to linger in the shower, but today he broke his own record. He was in and out within a few minutes, and got dressed just as quickly in some faded jeans, boots, and a simple shirt.
He ran his fingers through his hair, trying to tame it, but of course, nothing worked. Eventually he decided he was ready to face the world. Curiosity nibbled at him, his thoughts racing ahead, leaving him behind.
Who had Matt rushed off to meet? And why had Matt demanded his presence?
They usually never spent the mornings together, so why was Matt now breaking with habit?
By now Jayden could navigate his way to the parlor in his sleep, and long before he reached the doors, he could hear hearty laughter coming from the other side.
Matt… laughing .
The man was usually more prone to disapproving facial expressions, and now he was roaring with laughter?
Jayden’s heart constricted as he felt a stab of pain before rolling his eyes at himself. Of course Matt had friends; he was allowed to laugh, and there was no logical reason for Jayden to feel hurt or upset because for once Matt wasn’t smiling at him.
Still, why
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