Please start from chapter 1 here, or the previous chapter is here.
Levi woke with his face pressed into Rodney’s side, the subtle smell of faint sweat and hay still lingering on his skin. The old couch cushions shifted apart beneath them again during the night so that he’d gradually rolled half into the gap between them and was close to falling through the centre. Sunlight slipped through the gaps in the timber and lay across Rodney’s shoulders like fence shadows, crossing his back and the blanket around their legs.
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