Chapter 4

Logan retrieved his cell phone, which vibrated itself down in between the cushions of the sofa. There were two new messages from Chad, sent less than a minute apart. The first read, Tell him go to bed.The second asked, Well? He in bed yet?

Not yet,Logan texted. Getting there.

With phone in hand, he followed his brother upstairs to make sure Dylan listened. As he neared the top of the steps, he could hear the water running in the bathroom sink, and the faint scrub of Dylan’s toothbrush over his teeth. But before he reached the top step, the bathroom door swung shut with a slam.

The phone vibrated. Leaning against the newel post, Logan read Chad’s latest message. What about now?

Logan grinned. His boyfriend was just as antsy about their being alone together as Logan was. Not yet. I’ll tell you when.

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“Can I stay up if I’m quiet?” Dylan asked as he climbed into his bed.

Logan held the cover up so his brother could slip underneath. “Mom said nine o’clock.”