Chapter 37

“Nah. I just know an addict when I see one. I’ll see you up there.” Rufus turned and headed through the revolving doors.

Wren lit up, thinking he would have to give these things up, maybe as soon as he finished the pack he held in his hand.

He knew Rufus didn’t like it.

Upstairs, Wren found Rufus lounging on the bed, remote control pointed at the flat-screen, surfing through the channels.

“What are you in the mood for? Comedy? Crime? Reality? You want to watch Crazy Ex-Girlfriend?”

Wren wanted to say he was in the mood for another fuck, for the feeling of Rufus deep inside him once more. But he knew, somehow, that would not be the right thing to say, so he simply sat down on the bed next to Rufus, their shoulders touching. “I don’t know. You pick. I’ll probably just fall asleep anyway.”

“Not on my bed, you won’t.” Rufus nudged him, pretty hard, off the bed. “Let’s just chill for now. You in your bed. Me in mine. Cool?”