Chapter 122 You're Killing Me

• Matthew laughed quietly and hugged Alexander tighter, closing his eyes for a few moments, he didn't want to move just yet because his body was still sore and he wasn't sure if he could walk without cramping, maybe a few minutes of rest would do the trick. When both lover's opened their eyes it was to starvation. Alexander scrambled out of the bed and fell twice on his way to the set table, while Matthew fought to settle his leg muscles as he too raced toward the table, each giggling like little kids as they neared the table. Alexander grabbed a mug and pressed it into chapped lips, he drank the cold coffee greedily and groaned with eyes closed. Once he had finished the coffee he met Matthew's eyes and smiled.
• "The coffee is cold..." He muttered between giggles and shrugged then reached for a tartine next.
• Matthew laughed and shook his head while nursing his own cold coffee. "Would you like me to get DuBois to heat them all up and perhaps make us something else?" He asked, teasingly.