Chapter 27

Had Trevor been about to kiss him? Was Chase imagining that? Did he want that?

Well, yeah, of course he wanted Trevor to kiss him.

Right?

So much for keeping things simple this year. Hello, complication.

“So,” Trevor said.

Chase jolted, caught himself, and shoved his hands into his pockets as he looked over at Trevor like he hadn’t just freaked out. “So?”

Trevor shrugged, flapped his hands fruitlessly in front of himself, and said, “Shit. I forgot what I was going to say.”

Their shaky laughter tumbled down the hill in front of them, leading the way back into the woods.

“I hate that. Especially when it was going to be deep and meaningful. Although maybe it wasn’t going to be at all and I only thought it was and my brain is saving me.”

Trevor snorted in amusement. “Then I should be grateful, I guess. So, uh, you didn’t have any plans tonight?”