Chapter 30

“Yes,” he admitted, knowing how pathetic he sounded. He was totally falling for his best friend. Yet even in the same bed, Raf hadn’t made a move.

“Shit. Sounds like you have things wrong, man,” Conner said, grinning.

Dustin’s brows knitted. “What are you talking about?”

Conner let out an exaggerated sigh. “Seriously? What man asks you to stay in his bed if he doesn’t feel attracted to you?”

“That’s not it at all. We’re best friends. He just didn’t want me to crash on his sofa.”

“Then why are you staying there so much?”

Dustin shrugged. “It’s usually late when we get done at the hangar. By the time we get back to his house, we’re tired.”

“Why is he driving you to his house instead of taking you home?”

“What are you getting at?”

Conner stared across the table. “Just answer the question.”

“Usually, my Honda is at his house.”

“So why not drive home? Don’t you live only a few miles away?”

“Well, yeah. But…I just end up there.”