Chapter 8

5

Gabriel

He couldn’t hide his happiness at seeing Aitor again. He’d been thinking about him since yesterday, wondering how his day had gone and if he would welcome another kiss when they saw each other that afternoon. In the end, he settled for awkwardly patting his shoulder.

“Hey, Gabriel.”

“Hey, yourself. Have a good day at work?”

“Just the usual,” Aitor said, blushing for no reason Gabriel could think of. “Did you stay to finish the game last night?”

“I did, although it wasn’t long.” He smiled. “That idiot Raúl got his character killed. Without a cleric to heal him, he was the perfect target for the bad guys. I think his man died five minutes after you left.”