Chapter 1It had been three f*****g months. Aiden had to talk to him, give him a hint of that gorgeous smile he lived for. s**t. What if Aiden wasn’t alone?
Tris locked his bike at the empty stand and tucked wisps of light hair behind his ears with a shaky hand. Aiden’s red Fiat sat in its space outside his apartment door. At least he was home this morning. He could easily be spending his birthday with someone else.
Paling at the thought, Tris slung his pack on his shoulder and walked to the door. He had nothing to lose at this point. He didn’t expect much, but maybe they could talk. Clear the air. Tris missed him. God, he’d suffered hell. Months of empty days and long, achy nights without his boyfriend.
He rapped on the door and his heart sank when he heard voices and a soft laugh insid
