Adam leaned into the touch, letting his head fall forward as he absorbed every drop of contact and affection.

"No one's ever said that to me before," Adam said, heart aching. A tear slipped from his eye, skidding down his cheek.

Brushing it away, Adam shook his head. There was no time for this. No privacy.

"When we get there, ask for a room with one bed. A closet for your valet will be sufficient. They don't need to know we're sharing the bed, and I can't pass for anything but a valet dressed like this."

Adam took a deep breath to steady himself, drawing his head up. "We can see to my wardrobe tomorrow, to remake me into your partner."