Chapter 43

“You one of those gays that thinks there’s no such thing?”

“Of course; he was bitchy before he even started drinking, so…”

Tom Alan shot daggers at Milo with his eyes. “It doesn’t come on all of sudden, Bill.”

“It didn’t.”

“Why are you acting like this, Tom Alan?”

“I could care less who he sleeps with, Erika, except when it comes to you.”

“I’m not sleeping with anyone else,” Billy said. “We’re together, like we were supposed to be. We never should have split. Not that that’s any of your business, Tom.”

“Tom Alan.” He stood, scraping his chair against the floor. “My name is Tom Alan, and if you and Erika were really soulmates, you’d know why the distinction is so important.”

Billy stood, too. “I do know. And I’m sorry I screw it up more than I don’t. But…wow. If you think the intimacy Erika and I share has to be wrapped up in something about you, you got one hell of an ego.”

“I don’t want her hurt when you decide she’s not enough in a few months.”