Chapter 24

“I’ll be there with bells on,” Chris said.

“Counting on it,” Mickey said.

When the call ended, Chris knew what he had to do. He changed into casual clothes and headed for the baths. Once there, he rented a room, left the door ajar, placed a pillow under his midsection, and lay with his ass in the air, inviting action. He’d noted others doing it for whatever their reasons were; now it was his turn. He returned home just before midnight, completely sated from all the anonymous sex. He’d lost count of the number of studs who’d climbed on board and pumped away, and it didn’t really matter anyway. Chris was getting his fill, once and for all, while he still could. When he thought about it, though, he couldn’t understand why it had left him feeling so terribly empty.

13

Jacksonville, FL

CHRIS WAS WAITING at the security checkpoint in the airport Wednesday when Mickey came down the passageway, and they hugged like long-lost relatives.

“Let’s go to the house,” Chris said.