Chapter 93

“My bad. Meatloaf. On, and on, and on, how he wanted those moments to be something special, but you never made a move and always pulled away when he did.”

“I wanted that, too Archie.” I turned to look at him. “I guess I’m a chicken. I just…I couldn’t believe you would want to be with me.”

Preston started a slow clap. “Bravo. Dude was supposed to be seducing me, for the big ‘Gotcha!’ moment, when he places me under citizens’ arrest, probably all as a gift to you, Becker. Ten minutes in, I think he forgot about me and got lost down memory lane.”

Archie squeezed my hand. “I never liked him. I was just pretending. It was hard.”

“That was a pretty dangerous thing to do, Archie.”

“I just figured it all out this morning.”