Chapter 46

And did he just call DeMar Mari? It’d been a pet name for his lover back when they werelovers, which they aren’t any longer, so Josh has no right using it. Damn

If DeMar heard the slip, he doesn’t mention it. “I know it’s early,” he says. “I’m here at the airport, waiting for you to pick me up.”

“What?” Josh asks, confused. “I don’t remember—”

DeMar sings into the phone, “I’ve been waiting for a guy like you.”

The song dissolves into a giddy laugh. Is he drunk? Despite the hour and the fact DeMar only drinks socially, Josh can think of no other reason for the call—it seems so surreal.

When he doesn’t answer, DeMar whines like a needy little boy. Ever the actor, always playing a part. “Come on, Josh-u-ah. I was bored at my sister’s so I came home. And since you weren’t answering the phone in the city, I thought maybe you’d moved back to Jersey and I’d visit you here. What the hell, right?”