Chapter 6

“So what exactly is it that you do?” Rick asked.

Jared answered without turning around. “I’m a designer. I love clothes. That was most of the reason I modeled.”

“You modeled?”

“Yeah, that’s how I knew Leo.”

It hadn’t even occurred to Rick to ask before now, though it made sense, considering how good-looking Jared was. Leo hadn’t talked much about his modeling days, and when he did, it had been with a distinct nostalgia that usually brought another bout of depression. Rick had done everything in his power to distract Leo from those kinds of thoughts. Leo had had enough dealing with his failing health there at the end.

“I’m not anywhere near where I want to be yet,” Jared was saying. “But it’s coming.” He waved a long hand toward the mess behind them. “All this is because I got invited to a show at the last minute. I had to get the supplies I needed in order to actually have enough things for the models to wear.”