Chapter Twenty- Eight

1985 Words

April 2017 25 years old Alan Waking up to Alan between his arms and his head on his chest, Alan’s hot breath caressing his skin and the faint feel of his heat beat between them, made Dominic feel like he was dreaming. The sunlight pouring in through the window bathed Alan with its gold light, making Alan’s skin glow and Dominic is so flipping gone for this man. He glanced down, the green and white stripped duvet shifting down their body, and just stares at his boyfriend, Alan’s words ringing in his head. I see us at an altar. He reaches forward, tracing Alan’s eyebrow with his finger, trailing down to his cheeks and then to his lips. he grins when he sees Alan twitch and repeats his action until his one and only slowly woke up. “Morning, Sugar.” Alan hummed and presses a kiss to Domini

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