Kit:
Kit rolled over in bed, his hands stretched along the space next to him, searching for the warmth of the bigger body that had held him all through last night. However, now, the space beside him was cold, isolated.
He opened his eyes with a start, his eyes instantly roaming around the humongous bedroom for the familiar face of the man that had brought him here the night before.
Was this some kind of payback? His mind instantly thought the worst. Was he gone because the last time they had sex, he had been the first to leave?
But all his thoughts were dispelled when he found a tiny yellow paper stuck to the pillow next to his.
Sitting up in bed, he took the paper into his hands and wiped the sleep from his eyes so he could read the note in the clear handwriting that was clearly left for him to find.
‘Had to leave early. Will make it up when I get back.’
