Alex's curls would be wild in the morning, but he'd deal with that then. For now all that seemed to matter was the warmth of Henry beside him, the solid feeling of the other man pressed against him.

It was the first time this bed in this strange place has felt truly warm and comfortable. Funny how that worked. He smiled, soft and fond, at that sleepy little sound from the prince.

Leaning close he pressed his lips to Henry's forehead. "Goodnight, baby."