Chapter 3

The band took their bows and left the small impromptu-looking stage area that was crammed into a corner of the busy restaurant. Brett grabbed a chip and scraped it through the guacamole. As he brought it to his mouth, he noticed Leo watching him, left eyebrow raised in anticipation.

“So, when’s the last time you really let loose and just laughed—I mean a real belly laugh?”

Brett finished chewing and sighed, “I don’t remember.” He knew it’d been a really long time—longer than he was willing to admit—but the point hit home. He could see that he’d shut down after Colton; not just sex but everything.