Michael's mouth fell open the moment Alex pulled up to his grand mansion. He’d only ever seen places like this in movies or glimpsed them in passing, but stepping inside one? As a guest? Riding in the owner’s car? That was something he never imagined happening.

As they walked in, Michael instinctively reached for Alex’s hand, his fingers curling around his as he slowly traced gentle circles on the back of his hand with his thumb. His eyes roamed the space, absorbing every ...