Chapter 4
It wasn’t easy for Trey to convince the set manager that he really had something important to do that he couldn’t come for the shoot the next day. As for Jesse, they simply said that he had better come to work soon or he’d lose his job. It was on the tip of Trey’s tongue to tell them to f**k off.
“How’s the pancake?” Trey asks, pouring more syrup onto Jesse’s plate. He is glad to see Jesse devouring everything he puts in front of him. Jesse looks up at him, smiling.
“Been years since I had pancakes for breakfast.”
“Yeah?” Trey smiles back at Jesse.
“Yeah! The last time was at home—” Jesse stops mid-sentence, his eyes suddenly dimming.
“Hey, what’s wrong?” Trey asks, concerned.
Jesse gives him a watery smile. “Nothing.” They exchange looks before Trey straightens up, palms
