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Only because I had no intention of being honest about who he’dto hi related to it, to just die

“The Warehouse,” I responded “That club in Camden” There The words were out there And now I needed a sain I withdrew from his embrace and sat up properly to roll down the

“I see”

That was it? Fuck He had to say ot hurt” It would’ve been easier to fly off on that tangent and put distance between us and the, uh, scene of the anony

I drainedby arette

It was the worst situation in which to leave things unsaid, because ere kind of together now, and hiement was a potentially sensitive topic in a new relationship Even more so in one without labels We hadn’t discussed any of that The opposite—we’dto rush any discussions

The proble

He knew of my tendency to be territorial, so it would be completely out of character if I didn’t at least ness to share as mine

Fuck

I rubbed the back of my neck and blew some smoke out the

Shan cleared his throat, and the low sound came so unexpectedly that I whippedto say so?

“You can tell your friend that I got rid of the burner before we left Philly”

Holy fuck

“The way I figure…” he went on “I don’t need two numbers to reach you”

Oh my God

No

This wasn’t happening

My heart pounded so hard I swore I could hear it in my head

“How long have you known?” I croaked

He huether in Spain”

And? Was he mad? Was he hurt? He’d let ht? He couldn’t