While Wayne slept on the couch, Pad borrowed Jack’s laptop and Skyped RJ from Jack’s bedroom while Jack lay in bed, sleeping. It took a few minutes, but he got a connection, and RJ came on.
“Hey, RJ. Can you see me?”
“Hi, Pad. I can see you. I’m glad that you could Skype. I see you got my message.”
“Yes,” Pad smiled.
I remember. He told me he loved me.
“I’m glad you came to your senses.” Pad laughed.
“I was a complete jerk, and I know I pushed you away, and you didn’t feel comfortable spending another night in Bangkok. I wish I could take it all back. I keep running in my head what would have been different if you stayed.”
Pad looked away for a moment, shocked that RJ talked this way. So free. It wasn’t the RJ he knew that kept his feelings inside.
What changed?
“I miss you, RJ. I
