This time, though, his stomach was complaining. He hadn’t eaten anything substantial last night, and it was well and truly time for breakfast.
While Danny waited for a fresh pot of coffee to finish brewing, he unlocked his phone and hesitated with his thumb hovering over Eliot’s last message.
Was it too soon to text him? It’d only been a few hours, after all.
After another moment of consideration, Danny started a reply anyway. Life was too short to worry about playing cool.
Now that I’m awake, last night was awesome,Danny texted. He didn’t expect an immediate response—Eliot wouldn’t have left in a hurry if he wasn’t busy—but he wanted the message to be there when Eliot next looked at his phone.
He wanted Eliot to know that this was important to him. That it meant more than casual sex, that he wouldn’t have done it with just anyone.
Danny had no idea where they were going from here, but he was excited to find out.
