Chapter 47

Arliss had traveled a long way from the cramped trailer bathroom back in Ruskin.

He started to undress, wishing he could call Sean to share his good news. But he knew that this news, for Sean, was not good. He felt like signing those papers was not only a beginning, but also an end.

He remembered Josh had suggested he simply lie to Sean and tell him he didn’t make the movie, but Arliss couldn’t do that, even if it made a future for them possible. If he lied, that future would be tainted, a weak foundation upon which to build.

He looked at the shower, wishing he could just get under its massive silver head and stand there, washing his troubles and worries away. If only it were that easy! But images of Sean kept coming back—a sleepy Sean just waking up with bed head and droopy eyelids, a laughing Sean, a cooking Sean, a Sean with a hard dick, just for Arliss. For Arliss—and no one else.