Sunday morning came far too soon for Scotty. Saturday spent with Preston had been an amazing day. One of the best he’d ever had.
By silent mutual agreement they didn’t discuss what happened Friday afternoon. Saturday they went sailing, toured Hearst Castle, and fed wildlife. Just spent the day having fun and relaxing.
Preston still refused to show any affection in public, but Scotty was okay with that. He didn’t expect to kiss publicly or anything himself, so if Preston didn’t want to hold hands, he could accept it. He’d had too good a time to make a big deal out of it.
They finished paying their breakfast bill at a local restaurant. “Hey, I’m going to make a quick bathroom stop,” Preston said.
“Okay, I’ll wait outside.” Scotty walked out and pulled out his cell phone. The morning was
