I’m grumpy tonight, so I went straight to Nathan and Vince for a pick-me-up.
Vince had made the bed and put out some clothes for him. He’d also cleaned up the mess Nathan’d made during his precipitous exit. Nathan pulled the clothes on, a pair of hiking shorts and a dark blue cotton t-shirt that was loose enough to hide his love handles and the slight paunch he’d developed lazing around on Vince’s couch, being fed almonds like some Roman squirrel emperor. He paused for a second before leaving the bedroom and looked down along his body.
I need to get a gym membership. But the smell of buckwheat pancakes snaked under the door, teasing his nose with its nutty goodness. I’ll look into it after breakfast.
OMG, I adore Nathan.