This week's snippet is from The Sorcerer's Guardian. Sorcerer Savarin has been drained to almost nothing after performing powerful magic, and Loriot is taking care of him.
He kissed Savarin again, quick. “Sleep now.”
“You’ll be here?”
Something inside Loriot warmed, melted at Savarin’s sleepy- voiced sentiment. “Yes. I said I would.”
Savarin nodded and snuggled into his pillows, already half asleep. Loriot watched him for a moment and then eased from the bed. He went around the room, extinguishing the candles, pulling the curtains, and shedding his clothes once more before climbing back into the bed beside Savarin and pulling the covers over them both. He let a gentle hand smooth Savarin’s hair back, and allowed himself to whisper, “I love you.”