Chapter 22: Pyjamas and Duffel BagsThings were changing so fast Zachary was suffering from an emotional whiplash. He couldn’t do this. He didn’t have the energy. It was all too much. He couldn’t have Andre snarling at him every time he saw him. He couldn’t stand knowing his parents hated him. He didn’t have a place to live. He didn’t have a job. What he did have was John, or rather, he wanted to have John. Having watched him through the window when he slumped down on the porch made it pretty clear he didn’t have John.
He shifted gear and turned towards town. They’d been fine, hadn’t they? John had even undressed him…some. Maybe Zachary had moved too fast. John had said he wasn’t ready, but he’d been pretty ready this morning.
God, he was a moron. Why did he always have to screw everythin
