[Poggio]

This time he lay in bed, sweaty, hot and happy with Zosa captured in his limbs. His fingers combed through the thick black locks and the boys breathing lulled him to sleep.

(( I am sorry for the lame post but I am not sure what they are going to do now so I am not sure where to time skip to. Just know he wont ask to go to either house any more and will be content to stay in Zosa's room when they get back to Greece ))