Status Updates From Winton's Strays

Miles raised his hands in mock surrender. “Never let it be said I got between a man and his tea.” He watched Winton drink. A warm longing filling Miles’s center, right beneath his breastbone. Even just drinking tea, Winton was so unselfconsciously beautiful. - awwww

Lovely, lovely story. * sigh*

Okay.. time for my first short story. Catch you all later! :)