Jack
Hank didn’t have to say it, but I knew he was going to. I could see the feral look in his eyes from his spot in the middle of the bed. Corey had just blurted out that he wanted to be taken, and I had a feeling Hank knew how to solve our dilemma. I was tempted to help him out, but I waited to see what he would do. Corey shuffled nervously on his feet as the silence stretched on. It was probably not a good idea to wait it out, but Hank was trying to find the words. I glanced at Corey, who was staring at Hank. I could only hope that Corey understood that Hank was just trying to work it out in his head before he made his suggestion.
“I think…” Hank finally said as he sat up. I let out a sigh of relief, thankful that he wasn’t going to draw this out any longer. “What if…I mean…” he stumb
