Chapter 29

Jules sighed. He wasn’t fit for company.

ReadingInACorner: I’d only bore you.

SexyDoornail69: Not true. You can come to my place. It’s a mess, but if you want to be away from people…I have coffee.

Nix’s place? Jules tried to decide if it was better or worse than a coffee shop. It would be calmer, but it would also be more private.

ReadingInACorner: Where do you live?

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Nix flew up from the sofa, picking up week-old mail littering the coffee table, washed the dishes in the sink, and made his bed. There was nothing he could do about the pile of dirty laundry on the armchair in the corner, or the dust bunnies…hopefully, Jules wouldn’t see them.

He was coming. Jules was on his way.

It didn’t take long before there was a knock on the door. Nix jogged into the hallway.

“Hi!” He grinned at Jules but tried to dial it down. Damn, since when was he this nervous about having someone over. “You got here fast.”