Chapter 48

“Mmm,” he mumbled. Nick, he thought. Then he opened his eyes.

“Hi, sweetheart.”

“Denny!”

Jesse sat up. Denny leaned back, got up and sat next to him wearing his most charming smile.

The combination of being in a deep sleep and the twinge of guilt he felt having happily dreamed Nick was the one who had awakened him threw Jesse off balance. His first reaction was to make sure Denny didn’t suspect what he was feeling for Nick.

Jesse blinked, shuddered, and without thinking, asked, “How was Atlanta?”

“It was all right,” Denny replied, his smile deepening. “How was your weekend?”

By now, Jesse had reoriented to the situation. He stood up, turned and faced Denny, who remained seated on the couch.

“Liar!” Jesse spat at him. “You weren’t in Atlanta. You were in Ann Arbor!”

Denny’s smile faded. He sighed through his nose, his lips pressed together.

“He told you, didn’t he?” It was more a statement than a question.