Chapter 6
Dylan stepped out of the guest bedroom. “He’s gone?”
“Yes,” Chris said. He assumed James was gone, all right. Gone from his life after Dylan and Ron’s antics, followed with his inability to trust Chris again.
Dylan marched over to him with his brow furrowed. “Do you understand what kinds of thoughts went through my head when I couldn’t reach you? I thought you’d been killed.”
“I’m sorry. I thought I had my phone.”
“You were thinking with your d**k, that’s why.” Dylan walked away from him, shaking his head.
“I told you that tonight was about me and James.” Chris followed Dylan into the kitchen, where Ron stood at the island drinking a beer. “I’m sorry if I freaked you out, but I didn’t intend to. I told you two not to go without some backup, and now you’re in a mess and it’s
