Capítulo 17: Chapter 17

Ross would have been perfectly content to go the rest of his life without ever seeing or hearing from Ash again. That was fine—Ash hadn’t exactly been pining away. But he couldn’t sit here and pretend that one night of pleasure meant he had a home now, or that he was part of something. An accident of nature and a car wreck didn’t exactly make true love—even if it was a beautiful fantasy.

He disentangled himself from Ross’ arms. The guy had always been an octopus when it came to cuddling. Funny, Ash used to put all sorts of meanings onto those tendencies when they’d been together. The way Ross clung to him in his sleep made Ash feel special, and cherished. He was older now, and he understood more. Ross wasn’t clinging because he wanted to keep Ash close. He did it with everyone and he probably just liked having a heat source close by, kind of like a lizard.