Chapter 85

As he came up behind Ronnie, he ran his hands across his friend’s shoulders. The back of Ronnie’s shirt was hot from the sun, and the warmth seeped up into Court’s palms as he rubbed down Ronnie’s arms. Planting his cheek on the top of Ronnie’s head, he savored the heat rising off Ronnie’s hair. “Hey,” he sighed as he leaned into Ronnie. “I hear you have gas.”

Ronnie covered one of Court’s hands with his. “Ha ha, very funny. Did you find anything?”

“Zippo.” Squatting down behind Ronnie, Court opened his knees and spooned up against his friend’s backside. Only half joking, he murmured softly, “You know, we could stay here. If we aren’t going to Sumter any longer, we might—”

Behind him, Bree screeched, “What do you mean, you aren’t going to Sumter? When did you decide this?”