Alfie groaned and slumped back on the sofa. He felt so helpless. Like there was nothing that could anchor him and help him get back feeling like himself again or like he could do anything about anything.
Then Julien reached over and touched his hand, and Alfie opened his eyes and stared down at that, and a second later his other hand was behind Julien's neck and he was leaned in and kissing him hard - and he wasn't even sure how he'd gotten from one place to the other.