“That doesn’t sound very healthy.”
Kyrone shrugged. “Maybe not, but it’s nice!” He nuzzled his face against Jared’s neck and breathed in deeply.
Jared was starting to think Kyrone had an obsession.
“I tell you what,” Kyrone said. “I’ll jump into the shower and then nip to the corner shop to get us something more substantial and healthier for breakfast. You can take a shower while I’m gone. How does that sound?”
Jared glanced at the pile of their clothes on the floor. He didn’t much fancy putting on dirty, slept-in clothes straight after a shower.
“I need to put some laundry on,” Kyrone said. “So I’ll throw your clothes in too.”
“What am I meant to wear in the meantime?”
“Nothing?” Kyrone asked hopefully. “I don’t mind if you wander around my flat naked.”
Jared laughed and shook his head.
“I’ve got a top you can wear.” Kyrone pursed his lips. “I’m pretty sure my underwear and jeans will swamp you, though.”
“Probably,” Jared agreed.
Kyrone extricated himself from beneath Jared and moved to an oversized chest of drawers. He rummaged through the drawers for a couple of minutes, giving Jared an unobstructed view of the man’s lean back and taut arse. With a small cheer, Kyrone pulled out a huge round-neck jumper with wide stripes in two contrasting shades of grey. It looked too big for Kyrone, let alone Jared.
Kyrone threw it across to him. “That should cover you up.”
“It still feels like you’re trying to hold me hostage for the afternoon,” Jared said in a teasing tone. “I can’t exactly go home, wearing nothing but an oversized jumper.”
Kyrone knelt on the bed, leaning forward onto his hands, his face close to Jared’s. “Do you want to go home?” he asked in a soft, low tone that made Jared shiver.
“No.”
“Then I don’t see a problem, do you?”
Smiling, Jared shook his head and was rewarded with a tender closed-mouth kiss.
“I’ll put a spare toothbrush out for you after I’ve showered,” Kyrone said. He grabbed himself some clean clothes and then sauntered out of the room.
Jared flopped down against the pillows, grinning at the ceiling. He couldn’t say why, but that whole exchange left him feeling insanely happy. He heard the shower start up in the neighbouring room and closed his eyes, imagining Kyrone’s fit, naked body beneath the streaming water. He was almost tempted to sneak in and join Kyrone in the shower, but he knew he didn’t have the energy for the inevitable result. There were times his lack of stamina was really frustrating. Not that he was going to let it get to him. He’d keep working on improving his fitness, like the physical therapist told him to, and at some point, he’d be back to a ‘normal’ level of stamina for a twenty-two-year-old.
“Hey,” Kyrone said from the doorway. He was dry, dressed, and wearing his coat and shoes, which was definitely a pity. “I’ll be back in a few minutes. The shower is all yours.”
Jared smiled his thanks but stayed put in the warm bed until he heard the front door click shut. He sighed happily before dragging himself up and into the shower. The bathroom was small but lovely, with massive cream-coloured tiles on the floor and walls and what looked like a newly fitted bath suite. Although the bath was under the eaves, the wall was at full height at the shower end. The shower was powerful and hot, which was definitely welcome. True to his word, Kyrone had left out a new toothbrush and also a can of deodorant. Jared used both and then did his best to dry his hair with the towel Kyrone had put out for him, before pulling on the jumper. It really was huge. It hung off one of Jared’s shoulders and fell down to the middle of his thighs. Kyrone had been right. Itdidcover him up. He pushed the sleeves up to his elbows. It was weird to be wearing nothing else, and as snuggly as the jumper was, he was glad the flat was well heated.
By the time he was done, Kyrone was back, and the washing machine was running surprisingly quietly. The moment he left the bathroom, the smell of cooking food hit Jared, making his mouth water and his stomach growl impatiently. There was something definitely sexy about watching Kyrone standing at the hob, swaying his hips from side to side in time to some music as he cooked.
“Good shower?” Kyrone asked, looking over his shoulder. His stare travelled slowly over Jared’s body. “The jumper suits you.”
“You think?”
“Definitely.” Kyrone left the cooking unattended long enough to walk over to Jared and adjust the jumper so it was hanging off his left shoulder instead of his right. “That tattoo is too beautiful to cover up.” He kissed Jared’s forehead. “Just like you.”
Jared wasn’t sure why heat filled his cheeks. Normally he rarely blushed, but Kyrone’s words had flustered him.
“Take a seat, m’lord. I’ll call you when breakfast is served,” Kyrone said, bowing before he went back to the eggs.
Jared laughed. His cheeks were starting to ache from smiling so much around Kyrone, which definitely wasn’t a bad thing.
“Can I help?” he asked.
