Chapter 45 : In A Bed of Lies

Kenny's POV "Kenny! You better wake up and get your ass over here! I am not playin' with you today, boy!" My eyes snapped open, off-white drop ceiling greetin' me like normal. The sun slottin' through the blinds of my room twinkled in a way that seemed more golden than usual. I stretched, crackin' my neck, feelin' better than I had in months. Like all the energy that had been drained out of me healin' Gordon had been topped back off and then some. I smiled, rollin' over to get out of bed to sneak into the shower. Goddess, that was some dream. I was glad it was all over. I hit flesh. That's when I realized one of two things. One is that I wasn't the only occupant in the room. Two, Cal wasn't my only visitor. Ashford Wells was fast asleep, dead to the world, and drooling on my pillow. From Cal's point of view, the wayward mop of his white shag was the only thing visible over the sheets. From mine, I felt the surprisingly generous and firm jut of h