Chapter 8It was Christmas night and Dustin was finally getting to go home. Only he sure as hell didn’t want to. He wanted to go and see Travis.
Yeah, he had it bad. He couldn’t stop thinking about his angelic boyfriend. He liked thinking of him in that way, though he knew Travis had a wicked streak.
It was almost eleven and there was hardly any Christmas left. Hell, Dustin wasn’t even sure Travis would be home. Maybe his friend, Ginger, would have him stay the night.
But he found himself driving to Travis’ condo anyway, looking for any signs Travis was there. And sure, he could have simply called or texted, but it was a spur-of-the-moment kind of thing.
Still, he spotted a light and hope sprung to life. But he also was a cop dating a cop and he wasn’t stupid enough to have his head bla
