Chapter 15

Dinner with Timothy’s family went just as it normally would — loud and lively, with lots of bickering. Nothing was out of the ordinary, even after confessing they were now officially dating. And while he should be thankful at how their relationship was well-received, Yves still couldn’t help but be on edge at how everything was smooth-sailing.

The whir of the hair blower tickled his eardrums, distracting him from his thoughts. They were now on Timothy’s bed, already freshly showered, just drying each other’s hair before going to sleep.

Yves shuddered involuntarily, electricity skittering over his scalp every time Timothy ran the cool air to his nape. His hands shot up to cover the back of his neck, earning a snigger from the man drying his hair from behind him. “You’re doing that on purpose, aren’t you?”

“Because it’s cute.”

“You’re an ass— hah! Tim!”

“Don’t be too loud,” came Uncle Fred’s reminder outside the door. “We have a nosy minor here. Mayumi, g