All Chapters of CHASING TIDE. (MxM): Chapter 151 - Chapter 153

Chapter: 150.******Matthew slowly pushed the bedroom door open and very carefully stepped into the room. He glanced toward the bed a few distances away then turned to the other side of the room and slowly began to walk to the sitting area where he proceeded to place the tray of food on a table. He glanced over his shoulder to make sure the occupant in the bed is still asleep before beginning to set up the dishes for breakfast. He placed them in the center of the small dining area along with two bowls of cereal. As he reached up to grab two forks he paused, when he heard that soothing voice."You can't possibly be after that kind of food when the perfect meal is lying in wait for you," Matthew hissed with a smile then gently returned the forks and turned around to face the bed where his lover now sat exposed, a lust-filled gaze burned deeply into his, and Alexander's naked body lay perfectly entranced as if it were waiting for Matthew to join him again, and he did just that. Inching

Walking side by side, both men stride down the stairs ever so gracefully, beaming smiles on their bright faces, with eyes twinkling with delight as their faces met those of men and women employees standing in wait and bowing slightly for a small nod from them before turning back to their workstations and working diligently, all except one who seemed to be more than a little preoccupied. She didn't seem to notice them until Easton tapped her softly on the shoulder and the little girl turned and immediately began to run into her father's waiting embrace. Alexander went on his knees and hugged his growing beautiful little lady, picking her up and twirling her around, both father and daughter's laughter rang throughout the house like the sweetest melody. His smile was genuine as he set his daughter back onto her feet and looked up to acknowledge Easton who was standing beside Michael and wearing a contagious smile on his handsome face. Alexander approached him and both friends clasped han