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“I love you.”
Leon’s heart expanded in his chest. He tugged Sebastian even closer. “I love you too.”
Sebastian tangled their legs together and tucked his head into the hollow of Leon’s shoulder. “And Leon?”
“Mm-hmm?”
“I’m glad I found you.”
Leon swallowed as his eyes pricked. It was a silly thing to say, really. It didn’t make much sense. They had known each other for years. They’d been thrust into each other’s path more than anything else. Leon had been inflicted upon Sebastian more than Sebastian had found him.
And yet it also made perfect sense. Because Leon wasn’t now the same person he had been when he first saw the breathtaking man with the loud hands and the louder voice.
He just wished he knew exactly what Sebastian had found.
* * *
“Sir! Sir!”
Sebastian shot bolt upright in bed as someone pounded on the door so heavily they threatened to break it down.
Leon snapped up beside him in an instant. He grabbed Sebastian and yanked him away from the door and halfway behind him.
Sebastian yelped as he fell sideways. “Le—”
“Sir, Mar—”
And then the door did break down, or rather, the lock gave away, and the door slammed open and knocked a hole in the weak plaster behind it. Jason stood on the threshold, fist still raised, mouth open, and eyes bugging out at them.
Leon sat upright, naked as the day he was born, but with the sheets tangled around his hips. Sebastian sat up half-propped on his hands, equally naked but without the benefit of the sheet.
“Uh…” Jason’s fair skin flushed to an extreme shade of red, and Sebastian felt the burn of his own embarrassment spread up his chest.
“What the hell, Jason?” he snapped, refusing to give in to the temptation to cover his groin with a pillow.
“What is it, soldier?” Leon asked in a much calmer voice. Sebastian gaped at him, shocked that he could find his leadership voice while caught naked in bed with a lover.
Jason snapped his eyes away from Sebastian and over to Leon. “Martha’s calling for you. Joan is on the line. It’s urgent.”
“I’ll be right there.” Leon nodded crisply, and for a moment, Sebastian was afraid he was going to toss the sheet off himself, but he didn’t. “Dismissed.”
Jason fled back down the hall, not bothering to close the door.
Sebastian dropped his head with a groan. “Well, that was mortifying.”
Leon untangled himself from the dignity-saving sheet and grabbed his pants. “Body shy? You?”
“No, of course not.” Sebastian pushed himself up. “But that doesn’t mean I want to flash my crusty dick around to a friend.”
Leon tossed him his shirt and huffed a laugh, but when he spoke, the mirth was already draining out of his tone. “I think we’re about to have more important things to worry about.”
“We always do. Joan is in Carta, isn’t she?” Sebastian yanked on the rest of his clothes and followed Leon into the hall.
“She should be.” Leon led the way to the room they’d designated as headquarters. “With Garrett, Mal’ik, and Turner.”
They found Martha standing in the center of the room, arms crossed and staring at the receiver on the table.
The receiver crackled with static, and Joan’s voice came out garbled but understandable. “Where the hell is Hess? We don’t have much time.”
