Page 62 of Pure Silence

It was a text message.

Whatever it was, it could wait until he woke up from his nap.

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GOLDIE

Goldie woke up with a smile, a sore ass, and a hard dick.

Wow.

The mere memory of what he and Day had shared earlier made him shudder, and he wouldn’t have been opposed to going again.

Once they were both awake, anyway.

Day had fallen asleep as well, and he was burrowed into Goldie’s side. He had one leg kicked up over Goldie’s hips and his arm draped over his broad chest. He was snoring softly, a quiet rumble that sounded like a growl.

Goldie curled his arm tighter around Day’s shoulders, and he kissed the top of his head.

Day stirred, his snoring stopped, and he hugged Goldie’s chest. “Angel?”

“Hey, baby,” Goldie said. “Have a good nap?”

“Mm. I must give sleep to my eyes and slumber to my eyelids.”

Goldie chuckled. “I take it that means you’re not getting up?”

“Uh-uh.”

Goldie kissed Day’s forehead. “Go on, baby. I’ll get you up when dinner’s ready.”

“Uh-huh.”

Goldie carefully extracted himself from Day’s embrace, glancing back to smile at the beautiful young man sprawled across his bed wearing nothing but a sleepy smile and big slouchy socks. He hated to cover up such a lovely sight, but he didn’t want Day to get chilly without him to cuddle with.

He pulled the blankets out from underneath Day and then up over him to tuck him in. He made a mental note to change the linens out later and got some sweatpants and a T-shirt from his dresser. He got dressed and then headed to the bathroom to use the toilet and freshen up.

Goldie came out into the kitchen, and the clock on the stove said it was a quarter to eight.

Damn, he hadn’t meant to sleep half of his Saturday away.

He pulled the steaks out of the fridge so he could season them with salt and pepper. He wanted to let the steaks rest and get to room temperature, so he lumbered over to the couch with a beer to relax while he waited. He felt really damn good, and the extra pain pill had taken off the edge of his usual discomfort.

Mmph, except his ass.

That was a unique ache, however, and one that he didn’t actually mind.

It had been ages since he’d been so deeply satisfied, and he was impressed that a young man practically half his age had rocked his world like that.

Yes, that same young man whose sanity was more than a tad questionable and had killed for Goldie—twice—but wow, Goldie had never been so entranced by another person before.

And so quickly.

They’d just bumped into each other the day before# yesterday, but already it felt as if a lifetime had passed between them. It was startling how close he felt to Day, and he figured a lot of that had to do with how he’d shared himself in the bedroom. He’d let Day know him in ways that no one else ever had, and Day had shown him things about himself that he’d never even known were there.

The thrill of a well-executed submission in the ring was a mere speck in the towering shadow cast from the joy of surrendering himself in bed.

Now he understood why he always got a little hard when he got pinned.