Chapter 22
Vic’s fear lessened when he turned onto his street and didn’t see Matt’s car. His lover must’ve run out for something, that was all—to pick up dinner perhaps, or grab a few items from the store. He had probably waited for Vic to get home first, but Kyle held him up at the time clock and he was running a little late. More than likely, there was a note on the fridge in Matt’s block handwriting, explaining where he went. Circled with a heart, too, if Vic knew his lover. Maybe even written in red ink.
Once he pulled to a stop in front of his building, Vic sat behind the wheel of his car for a moment, debating on whether or not to retrieve the tie-down straps from the trunk. In the end, he decided against it—the whole bondage thing just left a bad taste in his mouth. Maybe later t
