Chapter 30
At first, Sean hoped to be caught up with everything by the end of the week. By Wednesday he knew that wasn’t possible—he was rarely on top of his s**t even when life wasn’t a mess, and he’d assigned a lot of work. He stumbled through many of his lectures, exhausted again by midweek, and went to bed early. Although he half expected Dane to f**k off, the Decrypter stayed, moping around the house, moving from bed to couch and back, eating what Sean set in front of him.
It would have been weird, except Sean was pretty sure everything had f****d with Dane’s head. Most nights Dane would lie awake next to Sean in bed while Sean fell asleep and be in virtually the same position when Sean woke. Dane still moved stiffly, too, and not once attempted to initiate s*x. Friday morning when
