Chapter 9

Scott wasn’t quite sure how the ‘magic’ worked that allowed him to be, but not be, but he was grateful for the extra seconds it took Derek to work his shirt over his head and toss it on the bed before Derek nudged the door closed. It gave Scott enough time to sneak into the room behind him, and saving himself from the risk of doing something stupid like slamming into a closed door thinking he could somehow walk through it.