Chapter 64

“Did you know you’d be all right?” Matthew asked the floor. “I mean, the curtains…wrapping them around you…that was clever. Did you know that would work? Did you think about it first?” He lifted his head. The next question was too personal to ask of the concrete. “Did you think you were going to die?”

Gavin’s stare was as direct, but unreadable. “I’m afraid that if I answer that. you’re going to think that I’m manipulating you. Playing with your emotions to make you like me back.”

Matthew snorted. “I already like you, Gavin. Knowing that you were being smart—or that you weren’t—isn’t going to make me feel something I don’t.” The second the final word was out of his mouth, it felt like a lie. And if not a lie, at least wrong. Somehow. Something in his chest told him he had to correct how it had sounded. “Or change something I might already be feeling.”