Chapter 5

“I still think it’s a bad idea. You’re good at many things, Phoenix, but reading isn’t one of them.”

“I know!” He didn’t need people to remind him.

“I don’t…look, Kyle’s an ass, why do you allow him to make you feel bad?”

“He’s not. He’s…okay, he’s a bit of an ass when we’re around other people, but he was sweet when we were alone.”

“Sweet? You were both drunk, and you screwed. It didn’t sound sweet when you told me the day after.”

“Yeah, but he made me breakfast, and we…” Nix shrugged. He’d believed they’d connected. They had laughed, and kissed, and taken a shower together, which had led to some fooling around, and more laughs. It had been great. He’d been unable to stop smiling, butterflies had taken up residence in his belly, and he’d planned their future in his head—painted weddings, and houses, and children, and everything else he could think of. But when he’d met Kyle at work the following Monday, he’d ignored him. He had continued to ignore him for two whole months now.