Chapter 11

He pulled into the Walmart parking lot and parked long enough to transfer funds into her account. An easier method than running to her house at all hours to give her money. Especially since she lived half an hour away. He knew he needed to be stronger and stop indulging her, but for today, he pushed her out of his mind.

That done, he continued on his way to Dustin’s, his thoughts again returning to his bedroom. God, he’d wanted to kiss Dustin. But that would have ruined everything. He just needed to work through his feelings and find a way to move on, but still keep his friendship.

By the time he made it to Dustin’s, he’d talked himself into believing things would be just fine. Until Dustin walked into the sunshine, wearing aviator glasses, faded and well-fitting blue jeans, and a blue graphic T boasting “Pilots Do It Better” across his chest. As always, his dark blond hair was in a perfect swoop on top. No getting around it—Dustin looked sexy as hell.