Chapter 8Evan, Nick, and Luke had been an official trio for about a week when Evan’s agent called. Evan had known it was more or less inevitable, but he hadn’t thought about it much. He didn’t work steadily as a model. He could afford to pick and choose his jobs, not only because he didn’t need the money but also because he didn’t want to be doing it at all. He’d let himself go into a new, or newly evolved, relationship.
Then Matt called.
“Hey, Evan, how’s it going?”
Evan plastered a smile across his face, even though he wanted to hang up and hide his head under the pillow. Given that it was a Saturday morning—late on Saturday morning, but still—and both Nick and Luke were still in bed with him, he slipped down the stairs as quickly as he could. “It’s going okay. You know. Grad school i
