Jared Pov
The day started off so well. I woke up with Easton wrapped around me, his head pressed against my chest, his hair tickling my nose. I’d never get tired of seeing his ash-blond hair pressed against my face, smelling his scent on me. I could see his shoulders, the muscles bunched up, how his arms were sprawled out on either side of me. I lifted my hands, running my fingertips through his hair as I tilted his head to the side. He let out a soft moan as I ran my finger down his neck, pressing on his spot. ‘I want to mark him,’ I muttered, trying to shift underneath him. My hardness was straining under his stomach, making it slightly painful as he squirmed.
‘Tomorrow, right? Or was it today?’ Daniel asked, yawning.
I smiled, running my fingers through his hair again a
