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“But I won’t!” Reginald promised him. “You always find me. You always get there in time.” He nodded, certain that it would all work out because it had to. They were destined to be together and Reginald knew that Paul was waiting for him when he woke up.
“Your gin, my lord,” Gates said as he tiptoed into the room. “I’ve prepared breakfast, including beans. Can I make you a plate, please?”
Reginald nodded, despite his lack of appetite. “If it will make you feel better.”
“Thank you. And for you as well, Mr. Sloan?” Gates asked Paul. He looked rather pornographic with his hands on his hips and his fly gaping open, exposing a tuft of thick, black hair and the base of Paul’s semi-hard cock. Gate’s eyes remained level, to his credit, and Reginald sensed that the butler was grateful for Paul’s presence.
“I’d appreciate that,” Paul said with a courteous tap of his brow and Gates left them. “Will you eat and rest?” He turned away while Reginald assembled and filled the syringe.
“This is why I spoil you, you know. And why I’ll never dishonor all that you sacrifice—your sanity, your patience, your reputation—to make me happy. No one puts up with more than you do and I’ve never put anyone through so much.”
“I bet you’re worth it,” Paul said but Reginald shook his head. He grunted as he pushed the tip of the needle into his skin and dug into the vein. His thumb pressed on the plunger and a burn leaked up his arm.
“Hardly. You’re way too good for me but I’m selfish and broken so I take advantage of your honor and manipulate you with love and sex.”
“That’s mighty cruel of you.”
Reginald’s wrecked trousers slid to the floor and he was treated to a lovely view of Paul’s ass as he crawled back onto the bed.
“Put that away and come over here.”
Peace and an easy tingle washed over Reginald as he stood and there was no telling how much of it was the morphine and how much of it was Paul. “Gates should be along shortly,” Reginald warned.
“That’s fine. I just want to hold you for a little while.”
“Oh, it’s all him,” Reginald decided as he went to the bed. “He always makes everything better.”
He’d lied earlier when he said he wasn’t afraid of being trapped as long as he had Paul. But Reginald made a vow that he’d be better and put his husband through a lot less trouble in the future.
