There were, Beau reflected, advantages to dating Vin.
Privacy was top on the f*****g list.
At the top of the list of f*****g? Beau shook his head.
His place had been a total flop, although they’d gone there first. For one thing, Meghan was there. She looked like someone had brought her a late Christmas present, wide-eyed and (probably to Josh) adorable, just waiting for him to kiss Chaz. Maybe I should sell tickets, he thought angrily. For another, he still hadn’t gotten around to replacing his futon mattress with anything remotely resembling a real bed.
Chaz’s dorm room wasn’t any better. Chaz’s roommate, while completely chill, was Skyping with his girlfriend and didn’t show any signs of going away.
“You know,” Chaz said, absently running a finger down the dented fender on Beau’s tr
