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ANDY

My heart again aches for Trevor. His former partners did him a disservice trying to push him into sex when he wasn’t ready. I’ve never been one to demand sex from my partners. It’s something that just happened.

Trevor sleeps peacefully in my arms and while I only have a view of the top of his head, I’m happy.

He’s drooling, and it doesn’t bother me.

I’d be ecstatic waking like this until the end of my days.

Holding a boy just hits differently than sleeping alone.

If Trevor never wants to have sex, I’d respect that.

I kiss the top of his head and smooth down his hair, content letting him sleep as long as he wants.

He makes a happy sigh and pushes to look at me. “Thank you, Daddy. That was the bestest nap.” He flops to his back and stares at the ceiling. I can’t tell what he’s thinking. “Thanks for not trying anything.”

I brush hair from his eyes. “Never without your consent, sweetheart.”

“I’m still so full from lunch, but I’m not ready to leave you,” Trevor confesses.

“I do have some story books if you want to stay? I can read to you?”

“Yeah!” He holds Bandit close to his chest. “Pwease and tank you.”

He has all the cutest reactions as I read. He asks Bandit questions. He squeals and asks for more. As the sun goes down, he settles back into the bed and wraps himself in the blankets. I don’t ask if he wants to go home. I simply let him stay.