Dexter looked to Colin’s bed. “Oh yeah?”
“Uh-huh. Think we should go there?”
“Sounds like a plan.”
“I come up with the best of them.”
“Sure do, buddy.”
Colin hopped to his feet quicker than Dexter could and hustled over to his bed, climbing under the covers at the foot of it first until his head popped out at the top. Laughing, Dexter came over and joined him when Colin patted the empty spot next to him. Once there, Colin started running his fingers over the compass on Dexter’s chest. That always felt nice, the touch of his fingers there.
“Shit.” Colin sighed and then groaned. “I have so much work to do. This week is gonna be so f*****g busy. Not gonna be able to see you much. But after Friday…”
He cut himself off and stared straight ahead. Then he looked at his work area, then up t
