What A Night

"I hate this," Billy remarked as he looked out of the apartment he shared with Gray. "This isn't going to be good for them. There's no way they can tell them a good reason why they have to leave." If a nice woman like Sunny had to leave him without giving a good enough reason why? Yeah, it wouldn't be a fun time. "Wonder how she's doing?" Should he call her? He had her phone number to make sure they kept in touch.

Was it over yet, or was she still trapped in that nightmare? "She was doing everything she could not to hurt him." She was a damn good girlfriend, the way she searched for hours for everyone with the name Sweetheart she labeled. She had been so nervous about hurting him, even he was going after the leftovers. Hell, he even forced a kiss on her so she didn't have to say she kissed another guy.

"You'll find out tomorrow," Gray urged him. "You need to quit worrying. They can surely take care of themselves out here."