Dylan closed the kitchen doors and looked at his watch again. One o’clock. Scott had disappeared with Hope two hours ago. Jerry and Brooke went to bed an hour later. That left him and Heaven to hang with Layne and Faith. What a buzz-kill. Faith occupied the conversation, while Layne stared at the fire. He’d only glanced away twice, and both times his gaze had landed on Heaven.
Even now, as he and Faith walked inside the spare room, he stopped midway of closing the door to look in her direction. Faith was all over him, tugging his clothing and kissing his neck. Layne remained unaffected. Dylan waited for his friend to acknowledge him, but Faith placed her hand on the door, pushing it closed.
Something was off. Layne had been grumpy since they’d left Chelsea’s apartment. He was quiet on th
