Chapter 24: Airports and BedsEvery thread of energy John had possessed before seeped out of him as he rested his forehead against Zachary’s chest and listened to him growl into the phone. He hadn’t been too late. At least, he hoped he wasn’t too late.
“Are you going?” he asked when Zachary ended the call.
“Going?” His deep-blue eyes were clear but tired.
“Yeah. Away somewhere? Andre said you’d probably be out of the country by now.” John steeled himself for the answer. Zachary might be on his way to boarding. He tried to see what it said on the information board, see if there was any flight blinking with a final-call warning.
“I didn’t find anywhere I wanted to go.”
“Oh…” John breathed out a sigh of relief. “You’ll come back home?” He avoided Zach’s gaze; he wasn’t sure he was ready t
