Chase’s smile was so brilliant it blew out all the receptors in Trevor’s brain for a minute. “Let me just tell my friends I’ve got to go.” He jerked his head into his room before twisting around and practically skipping to his computer, where he grinned, typed a few things, grinned even wider, and closed the lid of his laptop. “All done.”
“If we’re interrupting something, we can always do it later,” Kate offered, because she was nice like that, even if the rest of their friends were already huddled in her apartment.
“Not at all.” Chase grabbed a few things and shoved them in his jeans pockets, then stepped out and closed the door. “It’s Slack chat, so we come and go as we want.” He smiled tightly, his back pressed to the door, keeping a few feet distance between himself and them.