FOR TWO DAYS DYLAN was numb. He went to the gym, caught up on sleep, cleaned his house and ignored the dozens of phone calls and messages Zach had left for him.
He wasn’t spiteful, and he didn’t ignore them completely. He read every message that Zach sent and deleted them. He’d listened to the voice mails, too.
He couldn’t bring himself to answer the calls or to return the messages. His heart was just too torn up to deal with it. He hadn’t had a guy mean this much to him before, and he had no idea how to cope.
He couldn’t continue to stay in a relationship where he got shoved aside in favor of his lover’s job 24/7. He could understand that Zach needed to be on call, and he could even understand the crazy work hours. But he wouldn’t be second fiddle for the rest of his life, and the scar
