Chapter 9
Two months later
Kevin twisted his hands in his lap, glancing apprehensively at the large two-story house. It was a familiar sight. The Bennetts had lived there when he and Danny grew up together. He’d spent many days and nights there.
But never as their older son’s lover.
Michael turned off the ignition in the Maserati he’d just parked in the driveway and turned to Kevin with a smile. He rested a hand on Kevin’s bare leg. This being Independence Day, Kevin had chosen to wear flag shorts, a blue T-shirt, and a red crystal star stud in his nose.
“Are you all right, babe?”
“Uh-huh. Just nervous.”
“I don’t know why. They’re not strangers, Kevin.” Michael squeezed his leg.
“Well, sort of they are. I mean, it’s been nine years since I’ve been here. I was just a kid last time.
