Oh, yeah, the no-vacancy sign goes up soon as one of us knocks on the door.
The conversation lagged from there.
I almost felt sorry for Dalton when I dropped him off at the camps barbed-wire gate.
Thanks for the lift, he tersely quipped. Then he was off, giving me a perfunctory wave and looking about as embarrassed as Id ever see him. The event was so riddled with seething angst that I forgot about the s****l vibes that earlier passed between us; the very reason Id picked him up in the first place. Not that the brooding sexuality wasnt there. When I got home, I had to get off in my attic bed before I could calm myself and attend to the chores around the house. I couldnt let Dalton get any further under my skin than he already was, although I was beginning to accept that my figh
