Chapter 138

Tonight…Dean paid attention to the tarmac as if he headed to a personal and dark destination.

For now, the best choice was to let him brood. No point trying to pry whatever annoyed the man out of him. Given time, Dean was more likely to open up.

With the decision made, Jay didn’t question when Dean marched straight to the bedroom, matching the speed to which traffic-free roads had allowed Dean to drive them home. Jay followed at a pace opposite to the rate in which Dean had placed his foot a fraction too hard on the accelerator.

By the time Jay ascended the stairs, Dean had moved on from the bedroom. He’d stripped, evidence provided by a single sock abandoned on the floor, overlooked or disregarded. The man’s trousers were huddled in a heap and thrown on the room’s only chair. Dean’s dressing gown, hanging on the back of the bedroom door, gave a sure sign of Dean having walked naked to the bathroom. As Jay changed out of his clothes, the shower turned on.