Chapter 10

Silas meandered up to me up at the bar. His sultry eyes locked with mine. I knew that he was on an upper, hyper and blown away. Sweat clung to his forehead and cheeks. The bear was shirtless and had broad shoulders, pumped pecs, and swollen abs. He held a beer in his right hand, which was almost empty. I had seen him with a blond boy only minutes before, dancing and kissing next to a wall. I imagined Silas would take the boy home and have his way with him. History proved that Silas sometimes took two boys home on the same night, disposing of both after he had his way with the pair. “You look lonely,” he said, cuddling up to me.