Hot Chocolate Wishes by Nicole Edwards

Author:Nicole Edwards [Edwards, Nicole]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: small town, lgbtq, mm, gay romance
Publisher: Nicole Edwards

Eleven

Christmas Eve, Sunday, December 24th

Tate woke up the next morning early.

Far too early for anyone to be awake. Evidently, that included Donovan, who was sleeping soundly beside him.

He was tempted to pinch himself to see if he was still asleep because this … it was some sort of Christmas miracle because the absolute last thing he expected was to find Donovan still there the morning after. Hell, it had been a leap to think the man would even sleep with him at all.

Tate slipped out of bed as quietly as possible, careful not to disturb Donovan. He tiptoed across the room, stopping twice to ensure he didn’t so much as breathe loud enough to wake the man. When he reached the bedroom door, he opened it just enough to slip out of the room.

From there, he was a Formula 1 driver speeding around every corner of the house as he used the bathroom, found clothes, dressed, and slipped out of the house in record time.

He had to do some creative maneuvering to get his car out because Donovan had blocked him in. Thankfully, they had plenty of land, so he simply did a U-turn around the barn and came out the other side. If Reilly’s parents happened to be watching out their back window, they were likely wondering what the hell was wrong with him.

Nothing.

Absolutely nothing was wrong.

Last night had been the most incredible night of his life. He doubted there was a man alive who could possibly top that, and Tate wondered if he would even bother trying in the future. There was a good chance he could remain celibate for the rest of his life and live off the memories alone.

So why was he leaving? Simple. He didn’t want to be left.

Yeah, it was probably a dick move to leave Donovan in his bed, sound asleep. There was a chance—remote though it was—that he could’ve woken Donovan up, enjoy some more of that exquisite fucking he’d received last night before the day got started. But where would that leave him? Tate did not want to be the one left behind the morning after. He wasn’t sure he would survive it.

He’d told Donovan last night that he didn’t want any promises, and the man hadn’t made him any. Not verbally, anyway. Tate had done his best not to look for the non-verbal cues, but he’d failed. He’d never had a lover who was as attentive as Donovan. It was too easy to mistake last night for something more than it was, and since he was already ruined, Tate figured fleeing was his only option.

What made it worse was that after the incredible encounter, Donovan hadn’t so much as moved. Tate had been the one to remove the condom and toss it into the trash. Tate had been the one to clean them both up, to strip the comforter off the bed and replace it with one of the enormous blankets Reilly kept by the couch. And Tate had been

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