Andy knew it was better to give in now,rather than prolong the agony.Luke would win out in the end,as he always did.“Jesus.Don’t I have a say in anything any more?”
Luke took his hand.“If it bothers you that much,then he can stay here.I’d never undermine you,especially where Craig is concerned.That’s why I didn’t say anything when he was in theroom.”
“You said if he dressed right.But what could he wear?He didn’t pack a lot.”
“His low cut jeans will be all right.I’ll lend him one of my bigger T-shirts.”
“But you’re not the same size.”
“Exactly.He’ll need a tight T-shirt and—”Luke flapped his hands,looking every bit the stereotypical gay clothes designer.“You’ll see what else I have in mind.”
Can’t wait,Andy thought.
Craig miraculously transformed from sullen teenager into a bundle of energy within the blink of an eye on hearing the change of plans.
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