Chapter 12

“You have a birthday dinner with your dad, remember?” David could see Mr. Stoll watching from the living room window. “And I have an English exam. I’ve got just enough time to get to campus.”

Oliver looked over and saw his father watching. “Shit.”

“I’ll see you later.” David tapped the backpack. “Wait until I’m back to open it.”

“Is it condoms?” Oliver smiled wickedly and David wanted to yank him into the backseat and swallow him whole. Instead, he gave him a quick peck on the mouth.

“Wait for me?”

Yeah.” Oliver licked his lips and David wondered if he did that shit on purpose. “Okay.”

“Tell your dad I said hi.”

Despite his best efforts, it was close to one in the morning when David climbed through Oliver’s window.

“I thought you weren’t coming.” Oliver’s voice was a sleepy whisper. “I would have waited up.”

“Phone died.” David kicked his shoes off in the corner before climbing under the covers of Oliver’s bed, completely clothed. “Did you peek?”