Chapter 81: Time to go home.

For hours Gareth watched Rusty sleep. He held the man in his arms and let his pain eat at his heart. The gentle breath that whispered from Rusty’s lips brushed and moved Gareth’s chest hair. The man snuggled and nuzzled his neck, and in the dark, Rusty’s red hair looked like dark red wine.

As the sun rose and gray light filtered past the curtains of the bedroom, Gareth finally roused himself. He untangled his arms and legs from Rusty’s lanky ...