“Does this mean we’re boyfriends now?” Roland chuckled, his voice thick with sleep. Donny carded his fingers through Roland’s hair and laughed.
“Are you in the market for a boyfriend?”
“Only you.”
“Mmmmn,” he hummed and pressed a kiss to the top of Roland’s head. “Thank you, for last night.”
“Thankyou. I like these flowers better than the first ones anyway.”
“I don’t think I’d take it that far.”
Roland nodded against Donny’s chest. “It’s true. Because they’re ours now.” A silence stretched between then, and Donny massaged his fingers into Roland’s scalp while they lay together. “I know you probably know, but we’ve never talked about it.”
“About what?” Donny’s fingers faltered, then resumed.
“I was diagnosed with depression years ago. That’s what my meds are for. And, I just started seeing a therapist. To help with things.”
“Does it?”
“It seems like it.”
“That’s all either of us can ask for then.” Donny said quietly. After a moment, he spoke again. “I hate to tell you this, but I need to work today.”
Roland groaned and rolled off of him.
“Can I see you later?”
“Absolutely.”
Donny sat up and situated himself with the pillows behind him, and he tugged Roland so his head was resting on his lap. Donny carded his fingers through Roland’s hair and watched his eyes drift closed.
“Roland.”
His eyes opened.
“You are a far better man than I deserve.”
Roland scoffed.
“I mean it.” Donny swatted a hand against Roland’s shoulder. “I get it though, I getthis. I don’t expect it to be easy. Hell, I’d probably be disappointed if it was easy. What I mean is, you’re worth the work.” He offered Roland a cockeyed smile.
“I disagree.” Roland frowned slightly.
“I’m not surprised.” Donny smiled and folded his body down so he could kiss Roland. “Good thing it’s not your problem then, isn’t it?” He pushed his way out of bed so he could get in the shower and get ready for work.
Donny turned the water on and stepped inside. He was using his fingers to push the water through his hair when the shower door opened and Roland crowded in behind him.
“What a nice surprise,” Donny murmured as Roland stepped up to him, pressing his chest to Donny’s back. Roland’s arms slid around him and his hand snaked down Donny’s torso until his fingers dragged across the base of his dick. Roland stroked him until he’d hardened.
Donny rolled his head against Roland’s shoulder. “Fuck, Roland.”
“We can’t,” Roland teased. “You’ve gotta go to work.”
“I can be late,” Donny pleaded.
Roland chuckled and turned Donny so they were facing each other, “I have a better idea.” Roland slid down to his knees and swallowed Donny’s cock.
Chapter 33
