Chapter 4It was nearly eleven A.M. Sunday morning when Dan was dropped off by Bernie.
He heard the shower running when he stepped inside the flat he shared with Casey. He went to his room, where he checked his cell for messages. He hadn’t taken it with him the night before because he didn’t want even a slight bulge in his jeans. After finding no text or voicemail messages, he booted up his computer to check his email. Finding nothing there but spam, which he deleted, he was on his way back to the living room when Casey stepped out of the bathroom wearing only a towel.
“Woops! Sorry, Dan. I didn’t know you were home.”
Dan didn’t often have a chance to see so much of his roomie’s bod, and the view was good! Grinning appreciatively, he said, “No problem, dude.”
Casey padded toward his own
