Noah’s jaw dropped, and the guy giggled
The purpose of that meeting had been to warn Sly—so okay, Noah knew his name—not to hurt his friend, not to admit he’d never once considered a threesome, not even in his wild days at Brown, which apparently hadn’t been as wild as he’d thought.
“Living up to your name?” Noah had given Sly a ferocious scowl. “Just remember what I said.” And he beat it out of there before he could embarrass himself any further.
* * * *
By the middle of March, Ted and his boyfriend were still a couple. They even talked about moving in together. Which was great for them. Sly actually seemed like a pretty nice guy.
However, Gabriel still hadn’t come back, and Noah decided not to obsess over the loss of his friend. He had other things to do—most notably getting the tavern ready for that night’s celebration.