" Relax,” Dex said, running his fingers through Sloane’s hair. “Close your eyes, take a deep breath, and relax.” He continued to run his fingers through his lover’s hair, caressing his jaw and stroking his cheek until Sloane’s breathing evened out. Then Dex heard it again. A faint rumbling coming up from Sloane’s chest, vibrating against Dex’s leg. Sloane opened his eyes, his bottom lip jutted out. “I’m fucking purring.” “But you know what?” Dex lowered his head toward Sloane’s and cupped his face. “What?” “It’s kind of adorable.” Sloane’s "

― Charlie Cochet , Rack & Ruin (THIRDS, #3)