Chapitre 24: Chapter 24

“I’m not normally this much of a klutz.” Mason clung to him, his face turning pink which had to be a good sign with hypothermia and all. “I mean, it’s not like I’m the smoothest guy out there, but I’m not…clumsy.” Mason looked away and Otho had the most ridiculous notion to kiss him.

“Don’t worry about it.” But Otho didn’t let go of him, instead, he stood there, one arm around Mason’s waist, keeping him pressed against his chest. They were about the same height, Otho already knew but made a note of it anyway. Mason was a little slimmer but not by much.

“The chocolate is getting cold. Or, I mean, did you make hot chocolate?” Mason looked into his eyes.

“I did.”

“Hey, were you wearing protective glasses before?”

Fuck!“I…erm…yeah. Come on let’s get you on the sofa. I need to go out and turn off the lathe.”

“The what?”

“I was turning wood.” Otho hurried them forward.

“Sounds dirty.”

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