A Clean Break (Gay Amish Romance Book 2)

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privacy from you? It’s not like you haven’t seen me naked before.” Isaac laughed nervously.
    “Then what’s wrong?” Perhaps he shouldn’t have had so much wine, because he couldn’t figure out what Isaac would be upset about. He wanted to take Isaac in his arms and make whatever it was better, but hesitated.
    “I thought you’d be downstairs longer.”
    “June wasn’t home, so I left her a message.” How strange and wonderful that he’d heard her voice and spoken to her machine from thousands of miles away. Still, David had secretly been relieved when she hadn’t answered. She’d surely gone to see his mother by now, and he dreaded the news of Mother’s reaction.
    “That’s too bad. I’m sure you’ll reach her tomorrow.” Isaac was still tense, gripping the sheet.
    The wooden blinds were closed, and the lamps on the little tables beside the bed cast a warm glow that reminded David of the kerosene lamps from home, especially with the white paint on the walls. But Isaac’s face was in shadow.
    David skirted the bed. “Did I do something?”
    Isaac sighed. “Of course not. It’s the mirrors.”
    “Oh.” Was he afraid or ashamed to see his body? David hoped not, because Isaac was beautiful. “Do you want to cover them like we did at the motel?” Forcing away thoughts of how that day ended, David squinted at the ceiling. “Maybe we could hang up a spare sheet? I’m sure Aaron will—”
    “It’s not that.” With a sheepish expression, Isaac finally met David’s gaze. “I was looking at myself. It’s stupid. And vain.”
    Exhaling in a rush, David stepped closer and rubbed Isaac’s arm. “Don’t be embarrassed. We’re supposed to be free in here, remember? It’s not stupid, and it’s not against the rules anymore. I did the same thing this morning.”
    Isaac’s eyebrows shot up. “You did? Where was I?”
    “Fast asleep and drooling.” David grinned.
    “You should have woken me.” He nudged David’s shoulder.
    Inching forward, David reached around and ran his fingers down Isaac’s spine. “You’re awake now.” The sweet buzz of the wine hummed through him. “We’re going to be so hungover in the morning, but I don’t care. I don’t care about anything else tonight. Just being here with you.”
    Isaac kissed him. “Me either. What’s that mean? Hungover?”
    “It’s what English people call it when they’ve had too much to drink the night before.”
    Isaac’s skin had the same rosy flush as David’s, and his eyes were bright. “I didn’t really like the taste, but I feel nice.” He rolled his head back and forth. “A little drunk I think. I’ve never been drunk before.”
    “Me either.” David nodded to the mirror a few feet away. “Tell me—did you like what you saw?”
    Isaac shrugged, his gaze skittering away. “I look okay, I guess.”
    “Better than okay , my Isaac.” David tugged on the sheet at Isaac’s waist. “Look again.”
    With a deep breath, Isaac faced the mirrors. David moved behind him to run his palms over Isaac’s shoulders and down his arms. David was a little taller and bigger, and Isaac leaned against him. They looked good together. He thought of Aaron and Jen’s wedding photos, and wondered if he and Isaac would ever have pictures like that. It made him warm and peaceful to think of it, while still being dressed when Isaac was bare in front of him sent a rush of blood to his cock.
    “You should like how you look,” he murmured, tracing his fingers over Isaac’s belly and the trail of dark hair. “I could stare at you all day and never get bored.”
    Isaac licked his lips, shivering a little as his cock twitched.
    “Do you see what I see?” David caressed Isaac’s chest. He felt as though the wine had slicked his tongue, and it was wonderfully liberating. “So handsome.” His fingers danced over a nipple and down Isaac’s quivering stomach. “Beautiful, and so much stronger than you think.”
    Isaac shuddered while

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