Chapter 24

Barnaby wasn’t answering his home phone either and a short while ago, he’d gone to the man’s apartment. There’d been no sign Barnaby had ever gone home.

He was sick to his stomach. What if he couldn’t ever reach Barnaby? But that was stupid. His lover was out there, probably just ignoring him.

He punched Travis’s number. “I still don’t know where he is,” Travis answered.

He groaned in frustration. “What about Darrell?”

“He doesn’t know either. Give it some time, Nathan.”

“I’m such a jerk.”

Travis sighed. “Yeah.”

“Thanks, friend.”

“You know you screwed up. Do you expect me to say otherwise? Look, you need to figure this out. Do you want to be with Barnaby or not?”

Nathan lay down on his bed and stared up at the ceiling. He’d thought about little else since sending Barnaby away. Some things hadn’t changed. They were different. But was that so terrible?

“Nathan? Did I lose you?”

He swallowed. “No. I’m here. I just hope I haven’t lost Barnaby.”