He heard a stream of water. From the reflection in the window, he could see the bathroom light was on, and that Kevin was taking a leak. The door was wide open. Though the image was blurry and distorted, the fact that Kevin felt comfortable enough to do that in his presence was…highly erotic. It reminded him of guys checking each other out in the restrooms at the university library.
Kevin whistled as he flushed. He walked out and was still zipping up with his right hand as he walked back into the bedroom. He clutched two bottles of beer in his left hand, just as he’d done at the club.
“Darryl Pierson,” Kevin said.
“Huh?”
“Another suspect on the list. Remember him?”
“Not really.”
“Younger brother of Dan, who was a year ahead of us. I hung out with them for a while back in sophomore ye
