Domenico woke up to the sound of frying and the pleasant aroma of eggs. He shifted on the uncomfortably soft mattress and rolled on his back, looking up at the beams that held up the curtain dividing his and Seth’s sleeping area from the rest of the room. Seth was gone, and it only made the longing in Domenico’s chest stronger. Last night, Seth wouldn’t let Dom fuck him with Mark in the room, and since both of them felt queasy about kicking him out after the whole biker thing, they settled on blow jobs.

And blow jobs were nice. No, they were amazing, but what Domenico really wanted was to cover Seth’s body with his and get that physical connection that he’d craved for such a long time. And for once, Dom’s sleep was peaceful.