Chapter 23Adam found a place to sit in the shelter of some rocks—ready to run like hell away from them if another quake happened. He turned off his flashlight, preferring the darkness to get a better sulk going. No, he wasn’t sulking. He was brooding. Not much better. What the hell was wrong with him? He didn’t brood, though he’d admit to sulking sometimes. But it had been a while since he’d felt as strongly for someone as he did for Zach. And a long time since anyone had gotten on his nerves the way Zach had started to.
Zach’s fault or his own? Or a combination of the two? All this time forced into each other’s company while they grew more tired and irritable by the day, a bust-up was surely inevitable. The relationship had moved so fast; could it end just as fast?
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