At some point Larry drifted back off to sleep, and when he woke a second time, he was alone in the bed. He sat up a little too quickly and felt the blood rush to his head to pound behind his right eye. The sheets were disheveled, his clothes still scattered on the floor right where he’d left them the night before, everything looked the same as it should have except…
Geo was gone.
Left me again, damn it. Larry swung his legs over the side of the bed, angry at his friend for leaving but angrier at himself for falling for the same bullshit a second time. Snagging his jeans with his foot, he pulled them closer to the bed and disentangled his underwear from the legs, then stood up and shook out the wrinkles. He was snapping on the briefs when he heard a toilet flush.
Relief flooded through h
