21
The late afternoon sun shined on the bright red roof of Jay’s house, reflecting onto the row of mature pine trees flanking the sides of the house. However, it wasn’t the harsh light of the sun that had Ciaran and Lorcan squinting. It was the sight of Roy sitting on the roof that had their attention.
“Well, Roy makes a perfect target for a sniper . . .” Ciaran commented and turned toward Mori, but Mori had left before he could finish his sentence. From the roof, Roy leaped down to the ground and sprinted toward Mori. The two embraced each other, rushed toward the house, and disappeared inside.
“I was admiring Roy for the way he handled himself before!” Ciaran said.
Lorcan laughed. “You’d admire him even more if you knew he’s kissing Mori for the first time right now.”
Ciaran arched
