Chapter 3
“Sorry,” Vin said. He shoved Lisa’s diaper bag onto the floor and snuggled up against Beau’s side. “I know this can’t be any fun for you.”
Beau enclosed Vin in a warm embrace, running his fingers through the stylized tangles of Vin’s hair. “I never really was one for the party scene, man. It’s cool. You don’t want to drink anymore. This is a concept I am all the way behind. Sometimes the best way not to be tempted is to avoid a thing. I am not pining for the graduation parties. Watching a movie and sitting here with my best guy is a fine way to celebrate.”
“You’re sweet. Delusional. But sweet.” Vin felt around on the coffee table and found the remote. “I feel intensely lame.”
“If what you mean by lame is making a big deal out of something that don’t warrant it, then yeah, you
