Feels Like Home by Rowan McAllister

Author:Rowan McAllister [McAllister, Rowan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press

Chapter Five

Jeremy woke up way too early the next morning, but the feel of Paul’s hard, warm body behind him made even that ungodly hour seem pleasant. He’d forgotten how nice it was to wake up in someone’s arms. Byron hadn’t been much of a nighttime snuggler, so Jeremy had gone without for a really long time. At that particular moment, Jeremy was pretty sure that lack of snuggling was going to have to be on his list of deal-breakers in the future, because he was enjoying it way too much. Paul was holding onto him like Jeremy was his favorite teddy bear, and Jeremy had to admit he was eating it up.

Unwilling to give up on that feeling just yet, he closed his eyes against the weak gray light reflecting off the snow outside, ignored the mild twinge in his bladder, and relaxed back into sleep. When he woke for the second time, he was alone in bed, and he had to quickly suppress the sharp stab of disappointment. It was stupid to get his hopes up about Paul when they hadn’t even known each other for even a full day yet. It was Jeremy who’d encouraged Paul to stay, Jeremy who’d initiated their kiss, and Jeremy who’d pulled Paul upstairs for sex. Sure, Paul had seemed more than willing to go along for the ride, but that didn’t mean they were attached at the hip or anything. One night of fabulous sex did not a relationship make.

Jeremy grabbed his glasses, which had somehow made it to the nightstand, rolled out of bed, and stumbled to the window, hissing as his bare feet left the rug and connected with bare wood. He peeked out the window down at the snow-covered street and relaxed a little. The plows hadn’t been through more than once during the night, so there was still a hefty amount of snow on the road—too much to drive through—and that meant that Paul couldn’t have left yet. Not that Jeremy thought that Paul would sneak out without saying goodbye, but…. Well, Jeremy hadn’t had his coffee yet and he was going to blame his irrational angst on that.

He padded back to his dresser and pulled out the first pair of pajama bottoms he found, shivering in the chill of the room. When he noticed which pair he had, he almost put them back and grabbed something else, but seeing them didn’t hurt quite as much as he expected, so he went ahead and put them on. He grabbed a clean sweatshirt, pulled on his slippers, and made his way downstairs.

Even before he reached the bottom of the steps, he smelled coffee brewing and ham frying, and he smiled in delight. Paul was making him breakfast? God, could this man be any more perfect? Jeremy took a second at the bottom of the steps to calm the little flutter in his heart. He knew almost nothing about Paul other than the fact that he was fantastic in

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