Sixty-Eight

And it was hours later, when he was sharing his big bed with another human being for the first time in a long, long time, that Kaden saw it. A big slash on Hunter's left side, identical to that on his own body. The scar was as old as his. And when he touched it gently with the tips of his fingers, Hunter stirred and squirmed just as Kaden did whenever that tender piece of skin was touched.