Chapter 12.

Cold nights.

Both hungry, they lay down in the dark, at night they shared the same blanket, but each one was at the edge of the other leaving an empty space between them, it was not until the night invaded them with the rain and the cold came through the open window that they both got a little closer.

Between the sleep, the bodies wanted to warm each other, not in an erotic way but by survival instinct even though they were asleep, but there was someone who looked at that with a deep rage that could induce extreme nightmares in the bodies of those who slept, ¿why was the boy lying next to an officer?

Their legs were intertwined under the blanket and unconsciously the boy hugged the officer, the damn detective was lucky, but the discomfort Dominic felt increased with each breath their sleeping bodies took.

He knew very well that he couldn't attack right now, if he killed them the police would easily find him and that wasn't the idea, he would study very closely the behavior they both had; and cautiously he began to install cameras in the bathroom shower, in the bedroom, in the hallway, including the grandfather's room and the empty room, the living room, the kitchen...

Absolutely, he hadn't left a single corner of that house that didn't have a tiny hidden camera, he wanted to know every step they took, every conversation they had and above all, to have a slightly clearer view of who he was interested in, that's why he took a sample of the house's lock and kept it carefully, so he could have another key and be able to enter through the main door.

The cameras on the avenue did not record him, because he had asked one of the organization's hackers to filter a virus so that it would not record anything at all, to burn the cameras from his headquarters.

But noticing the suitcases that were in the room, he put a GPS in them to roll them, because he had a feeling that they were not the suitcases of the officer who was sleeping very peacefully in the place he wanted to occupy.

It was as if God gave bread to those who were not hungry and just imagining something happening between them, his fists clenched in anger wanting to break his face at that moment, but he calmed down when he remembered how indifferent the boy was while shopping at the Market.

It was definitely something he wanted to experience with him... ¿what would it feel like to love someone of the same sex? ¿Would it be as wonderful as falling in love for the first time, or would something change? 

These were questions to which he did not have a complete answer, what he did have an answer to was how he would return to the boy's room and steal some underwear from one of the cabinets and tenderly cut a lock of the sleeping boy's hair, and before going out the window again, he separated both bodies, placing the officer's body on the cold floor, throwing a bath towel over him and turning around to caress the face of the most beautiful boy he had ever seen.