Chapter 9

Raf also seemed to realize their intimate contact, his eyes slowly widening.

Dustin raked his hands through his hair. “Fuck, Raf.”

His friend pulled himself into a sitting position and leaned against the navy blue padded headboard. “First of all, calm down. Nothing happened. Secondly, it’s no big deal that we…cuddled.” He gestured between them.

Dustin chuckled. “Cuddled?”

“What the fuck ever…you know what I mean,” Raf growled. “It’s no big deal. We were asleep.”

A huge weight lifted as Dustin realized they would be okay. He hadn’t gotten too drunk and made a pass at his best friend. He hadn’t fucked up the best friendship of his life. He couldn’t hold back the smirk, though. “But seriously, man. Cuddled? That’s too fucking cute.”

Raf frowned and climbed out of bed, ignoring Dustin’s teasing. “I’m going to drive you to your car so you can head home and get ready to go to the airport.”