“What the…” Beck muttered under his breath, his voice perplexed.

He had woken up a few seconds ago when his hand met empty sheets when he reached for Jared’s familiar, solid warmth that usually occupied his right-hand side.

When he hadn’t found his lover in any part of their large bedroom, he had gone downstairs to check on him.

He checked the home gym, the terrace, and the living rooms, but the house was completely empty.

Now he stood beside their bed, his hands on his ...