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Chapter 20

Wes picked a corner booth in the back.“I want to sit where I can see the door.”

Nathan placed a possessive hand on Wes’s back and leaned down over his shoulder to hear his words.Already the place was filled with people,the jukebox blaring out the latest pop hits,and he had to lean closer to hear Wes over the noise.“Right here,”Wes told him,his breathhot against Nathan’s ear as he pointed at the circular booth.“So I can see the door.”

He got into the booth and Nathan slid in beside him,his arm draped across the back of the seat and over Wes’s shoulders,keeping him close.“Does he come here?”Nathan asked.They had to lean together when they spoke,but that was fine with Nathan.He’d like to sit even closer,if they could.Like twined together on a bed,or in each other’s arms in the back seat of my car.He watched Wes shred the napkin wrapped around his silverware.“What’s his name again?”

“Roger.”