"I'm giggling about your libido and how not even troops of bacteria can dissuade you." He grinned. "I think they've met their match." Whether he meant the match was himself or Micah, Wyatt didn't say.
He laid his head down on Micah's chest, listening to his heartbeat and the sound of his breathing. There was a bit of congestion that he could pick out. "Are you going to sleep on the couch tonight? I'd like to stay over."
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