Chapter 17

“No one else, I promise!”

“Art History?” Isaac said after a beat.

“A bachelor’s in Police Science requires credits in arts and humanities, too.”

“I’m sure it does.”

“Why did you have to say we dated?” Andrew dropped his head back with a groan. “So, we’re both…equal opportunity. That doesn’t make this any less weird.”

“Better than admitting I screwed my arresting officer and assisted in two hand-jobs yesterday.”

“I can’t believe all that happened, and you still thought I was straight.”

“People have done crazier things after a breakup.”

Andrew glanced away.

“That’s what happened at Christmas, isn’t it?”

“That’s none of your—”

“Business. I know.”

There was a brief stint of silence again before Andrew said, “Of course we broke up. I was in a foul mood that night, which I already apologized for. You’re the one who pushed for more when we saw each other yesterday.”

“I did. And do you regret giving in?”