Clyde swallowed the fear that had started to clog his throat, the light in his eyes changed as he fought his best so as not to make his voice sound shaky.
"I brought new poem books for you earlier." He said, caressing Ryley's warm cheek with his thumb. "They are on my desk."
Hearing this, the blond's brown eyes shone with joy. "New poem books?"
Clyde nodded, a gentle smile preceded his reply. "Yes. Go check them out now." The man then pecked the model's lips, kissing him lightly. "Read it for me later. I will take a bath first." he added before turning around and entering the bathroom.
"Okay." Ryley replied with a wide smile. He hurriedly scraped his clothes from the floor then put them inside the laundry basket before getting changed. Alas, the blond didn't know that a small paper fell from his jeans' pocket and landed under the nightstand.
