"Are you free Friday night?" Mitchell asked, grinning."Are you free Friday night?" Mitchell asked, grinning. "Yeah, why?" Gregg asked. "I thought we could go out on a date and then later on you could give me a few lessons," Mitchell suggested with a sly grin. Gregg chuckled. "That sounds like a really good idea." Mitchell realized that his mornings probably wouldn't be his favorite time of the day any more. Night had begun to show some promise. Part 4 The next morning, after Mitchell finished his shower, he went to Gregg's room. Testing the door, he found it open and entered. Gregg lay asleep in bed, his brown hair tousled and a peaceful expression on his face. Mitchell smiled at his lover's relaxed repose. He softly padded over to the bed and planted a light kiss on Gregg's lips. Then he ran his finger down Gregg's firm jaw line covered with a light stubble. "Morning, hon," Gregg murmured as he woke, smiling at Mitchell. |