“So don’t. When it’s just us and Kit, don’t hide. You can whenever you want, of course, but not for our sake.” Cal lifted his head and looked at Derek’s face, committing every inch of it into his memory.
“This is what I wanted you to do,” Derek whispered. “If you have to leave, I wanted you to have seen everything.”
Cal wanted to say he wouldn’t be leaving, but he couldn’t promise that. As messed up as the situation had become, as much hope as Anna’s confusing call had given them, nothing was certain until Cal had signed those release papers.
Instead of talking, Cal moved off the bed and went to close the bedroom door. When he turned back to the bed, Derek was pulling his own clothes off.
Cal grinned. At least they were on the same wavelength.
This time, it was Cal sinking into his mate, making love to him like it could be the last time for a long time, all the while refusing to think about that potential truth.
Right here and now was perfect. He couldn’t have asked for more.
