Chapter 3

He sighed. Maybe Aiden was finding solace in the arms of Ken and Kevin. Well, Kevin anyway. Ken seemed to prefer girls. He and Aiden had often discussed the lovely twins, admiring their tight, muscular builds while laughing at their shallowness. But that could be easily overlooked. Tris imagined Aiden’s dark beauty tangled with Kevin’s pale limbs and had to bite hard on his lips to keep the moan of pain inside.

The car slowed and came to a stop. Tris looked out the front windshield at the aging building with the garish neon signs in the windows. Murphey’s Diner? Fucking day just kept getting better.

“Do you mind? I have class in forty-five minutes and Murphey serves the quickest breakfast.”

“It’s fine.” Tris pushed open his door and climbed out into the crowded parking lot. “Think we’ll get a table?” he asked over the roof of the Fiat.

“There’s usually room at the counter.”