The answer was obvious back then, maybe not sensible, but concrete, at least, and not so elusive and complex, like now.
“You told us how you felt about Douglas in your heart.” Curtis’s touch could have been someone else’s.
“Dougie…” Saying his name still hurt me. It hurt less, and sometimes, that made things worse. “Yes. That was a really long time ago, though,” I said. “It wouldn’t be proper to hook up with Preston, anyway, even if I wanted to. The work thing. It’s bad enough I let my mind go where it’s gone already.”
“You’d never take advantage of your position like that,” Freddie offered. “I’ve known you longer than you’ve known Archie. I care about you just as much.”
“Wow. That’s a sweet thing to say, Freddie.”
“I mean it,” he said, and then his smile turned devious. “The new cop
