Claude and Dean always made time for each other. But given what's happened yesterday, even just thirty minutes on the phone with the Head Alpha already seemed like too much time.
If he had a choice, Claude would have spent hours in the garden. It was true what Noelina had said during her visit last Friday—the gardens offered no hiding spots. Sitting on the bench next to the fountain meant that Claude a clear view of the entire area; he'd know if someone finally came looking for him.
"Dean, I hate to cut this so short–"
"Don't be," The alpha immediately answered, knowing exactly why Claude was doing so. "I meant what I said. I'll be here when you get back."
"Thank you."
"Take care of yourself Claude," Dean said. Without hesitation, he added, "I love you."
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