“Dammit,” he growled under his breath. What was the harm in seeing him again? In feeling his touch again? In Tartarus, there were so few true pleasures available to him. If one more moment with Eden might allow him some reprieve…why shouldn’t he allow himself that small moment of enjoyment amidst a lifetime of despair and dejection? “Fine,” he spat.
Eden’s face lit up with a smile that nearly knocked the wind from Micah’s chest. “When?” he asked without hesitation.
A small laugh fell from Micah’s lips. “Eager, aren’t you?”
Eden smiled as he approached. Micah watched like a feral cat, unsure whether to pounce or to flee. But as gentle arms wound around his back, pulling him closer, he felt himself melt into that touch, his resolve fading away.
“Yes,” Eden said softly. “Very eager.”
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