Chapter 4: The Party
He was running late. Of course, he was. Nothing could ever go smoothly.
Ty had listened intently on Friday for any mention of a party, but no one wandering past seemed to be having any conversations about it.
He almost called in sick to make sure he had time to finish his costume, but the thought of seeing Dean Merriman floating handsomely past his desk ensured his being present and accounted for. By early afternoon, he realized Dean wasn’t going to make an appearance. He’d never be able to focus enough to be productive anyway with so much left to do, so he fired off a quick email to his supervisor before clocking out and racing home to finish the party preparations.
The persistent longing for more Dean never really took a back seat to the sewing of his outfit,
