Chapter 235: Breakfast on the table
"Why are you looking at me like that, love? I am a young man in my prime." Arlen chuckled as he wore back his pajamas and looked in Ravi’s drawers for a top. He hesitated; the wardrobe was arranged from work to home clothes.
But, at the very end, the home clothes were different. T-shirts, hoodies, sweatshirts, fleece pullovers, and sweatpants, there were two lounge shorts, joggers, and a pajama set; all in his size.
He turned to look at Ravi who immediately grew cautious, "Hey! We have a lot of things to do today, what kind of thoughts are you having? Delete them. Delete them."
Arlen laughed a warm chuckle that curled around Ravi like a cat’s tail, "You are the best, Ravi. I love you so much."
The words made Ravi freeze for a second, then a red dust danced on his cheeks, "I love you too."
Arlen smiled.
Fuck! That smile.
Arlen captured his chin, tipped his face up, and kissed him. Those soft lips shot through him with an irresistible heat, a moment that charged him with a rush and made his entire body go so hot, that it did not help the situation of his lower half at all.
Arlen did not kiss him for long before pulling away. He lifted Ravi’s hand and then lowered his head to plant a gentle kiss on his fingers.
Ravi trembled, as if those lips were a torch setting his fingers on fire, spreading quickly to his heart.
"You...charmer!" He did not know what other words he could use and it made Arlen burst out laughing.