He was relieved when Alex came to him.  “I know… I know,” he mumbled against that golden head, kissing it between breaths.  The truth was, maybe he’d been scared, too.  If Alex turned against him, if he wanted nothing to do with him thanks to the little secrets being kept over the contract and the real reason behind Richard’s death, then what would Andreas do?  What would he<i>have</i>to do… be<i>forced</i>to do?  He didn’t want to think about it.  Instead, he started running his fingers through the man’s hair, untangling the rest of it as best he could.<br/><br/>He still hadn’t put on a shirt, and Alex’s fingers were cool against skin that had just been under the bright Hawaiian sun.  It caused him to shiver a little.  He really hoped Raff was about done gawking at them, because it was going to end up putting a serious damper on his love life.<br/><br/>“Just don’t shut me out, again,” he whispered, tipping Alex’s chin up so he could look at him.  The darkening on that one side of his face was terrible, now.  The swelling had also reared up.  “Let’s get you some ice and… maybe we’ll just stay in bed today and I’ll make it up to you.”