Chapter 7
A little after nine the next morning, Brad came out of the bathroom fully dressed in jeans and a dark blue t-shirt. He intended to have a very serious conversation with Justin, and even though it was probably stupid or even strange to care, he didn’t want to be half naked or even in pajamas.
They’d shared Brad’s bed last night after their shower together. It seemed ridiculous for Justin to sleep in the spare room. When they both woke up around seven, they’d had s*x again. That’s when Brad decided he couldn’t put off talking about their relationship, whatever it was going to be.
Justin sat on the edge of the bed, bending over to tie the shoelaces of his athletic shoes. He’d dressed in khaki slacks and a lime green polo shirt. He glanced up and smiled at Brad’s approach.
“Want
