Chapter 8

[unavez18]

           Sam was starting to worm his way into Eric’s mind more and more often, even when he wasn’t there. When Eric stared at the clean floor of his bedroom he thought of the way Sam picked up his clothes many mornings, grumbling about whether Eric even knew what a hamper was for. When he entered his bathroom he thought of the way Sam would

Comments

[nyteflyer]

Another great chapter! I waver between wanting to shake Eric until his eyeballs rattle and wanting to kiss him better. Methinks Sam pretty much feels the same way.

[unavez18]

yup, Eric's lucky he's cute :)

[storyfan]

Sam has the patience of ten Jobs. I feel terribly sorry for Eric here, but he has to pull himself out his funk. Sam can help, but he can't do it for him.

Onward!