Chapter 9
Brandon opened his front door and let Tim inside. It felt strange to have Tim there. Or any guy really. He’d never brought a guy to his house. Most definitely not when his mother had been alive and not even since her death.
Hookups were not done at his house, his sanctuary. So why in the hell was he bringing Tim here?
“This is a nice neighborhood,” Tim said. “My family lived about four blocks from here.”
“I know.” He winced at the words that surely revealed too much. But back in high school he’d done that stupid thing teens did, and he and Veronica had walked by Tim’s house more than once, expecting to see…well, he didn’t know what. A glimpse of Tim, he guessed.
“Have you lived in the same house all your life?’
“Yes.” Brandon moved out of the front hall and into the living
