Ray Vecchio yawned and stretched lazily in the bed. The sheets were tangled around his body, so he tossed them onto the floor, enjoying the feeling of cool air on his naked body. He turned his head to gaze at the man lying next to him and smiled. Leaving Florida and moving back to Chicago was the best decision he had ever made.
Slowly and lovingly, Ray ran his hand down his lover's back and cupped his ass. Ray's lover rolled over and smiled at him, his blue eyes gleaming with happiness. Ray found himself grinning at him like a fool.
"What?" Asked the other man.
"What in the hell was I thinking when I ran off with Stella like that?" Asked Vecchio.
"Even I don't have an answer for that one." Replied Ray Kowalski, drawing his lover in for a kiss.
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