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CVIII - Echoes on the Skin

Author: Andy Whitte
last update Last Updated: 2025-04-16 02:44:33

The first ray of sunlight slipped through the gap in the curtain, tracing a golden line across the messy bed. The warmth of Maddox’s body still lingered in the sheets, even though he was no longer there.

I sat up slowly, still wrapped in the slow rhythm of our night. Every muscle ached in new ways—not from physical exhaustion, but from the emotional intensity still vibrating in my bones.

Maddox had been... different.

There had been a fierce tenderness in his touch. A restrained need that didn’t come from desire, but from something deeper. More dangerous.

An attachment he didn’t want to admit.

I wrapped the sheet around me and stepped out of the room. The hallway was quiet, but not empty. I could feel his presence before I saw him.

And there he was.

Standing by the window in the main room, a cup of coffee in hand, eyes fixed on the horizon. He wore only his suit pants, his shirt unbuttoned, and the sunlight kissed his back as if trying to understand him too.

When he heard my steps, he
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