That night, Rai didn't get to sleep in his bed alone. Surprisingly, he wasn't all that bothered by it. The bastard had simply wrapped his arms around him, pressed a fleeting kiss to his cheek, and drifted off into a deep sleep.
Maybe Rai was just growing used to this. He was a person who had never allowed anyone into his personal bubble, let alone close enough to share a bed.
Yet now, he didn't just tolerate the intrusion; he actually liked it. The heavy weight of Zade's arms looped around his waist, and the way the man shoved his face right into the crook of Rai's neck... it just felt incredibly nice. It was weird to admit, even to himself.
He used to think he was fiercely protective of his personal space, but apparently, those rules dissolved entirely when it came to the bastard.
The next morning, Rai found himself the first to wake up, a stark contrast to the previous day when he had slept in.
