"What the–" Blane murmured as soon as he opened his eyes. He sat on the bed when he woke up and scanned the room whom he was unfamiliar with. He looked down only to find out that he was in his pajamas. A lot of things were running into his head. Did he sleep with someone he met in the club?
It was unusual for him to be with someone because he never flirts with anybody or a stranger tries to hit on him. It was only a lie when he told Knight that he was one of his hooks up to get away from him. Blane couldn’t handle it anymore so he wanted to leave.
He did admit to himself that he was mad at Knight. Doesn’t he care about him why he didn’t even bother to visit him? Not only once? If he didn’t appear in his dream over and over again, Blane wouldn’t know that he had a husband. Since his fath
