Page 28

Chapter 28

Bunked Up

Oz sighed, his heart still beating a mile a minute under Logan's ear, with no signs of settling down.

Logan yawned, jaw cracking, before rubbing his face against Oz's sparse scattering of chest hair, holding him tight as he enjoyed their fading glow.

They could deal with Rule Six and all the rest tomorrow. But right now…

Right now? This was almost perfect.

Almost.

Logan opened his eyes as a thought struck him

"Hey Oz?"

"Yeah?" Oz murmured, pulling Logan's larger frame closer against him.

"What d'ya think about getting a place of our own next year?" Logan mused.

Oz stilled. "Like…in the dorms?" he asked, uncertain, but sounding more awake.

"Dorms, off campus — whatever we can afford," Logan replied. "Someplace that has space for a full-sized bed or two twins shoved together, instead of half a bunk."

"Oh, sold, " Oz agreed vehemently.

Logan smiled, pressing a kiss to the back of Oz's neck.

Okay. Now it was perfect.