Despite the physical response, Arik was adorably confused, but still trying not to crack the certain and sure fa?ade. “But how will you stay, without a room?”
Blaze shrugged one shoulder, made a show of reaching for his coffee so he wouldn’t stop touching Arik, and took a sip. “If you’re busy, I’ll find something to do while you’re gone. If you want company during the day, you’ll have it. And tonight…” Blaze met Arik’s eyes, direct and simple. “I’ll be where you’d like me to be.”
Arik swallowed, and suspicion warred with heat in his lovely brown eyes. “Is that so?”
“I hope it will be,” Blaze said, honestly. He caressed Arik one last time and withdrew his touch. “The choice is yours,” Blaze said, and that, too, was the truth. Arik could make Blaze’s purpose as easy or as difficult as he liked. But Blaze was here for a reason larger than either of them could comprehend, and Blaze had no choice when it came to his life’s course.