Back at Emmett’s house, Clayton prepared a garden salad for their lunch. While he sliced and cut and tossed, he kept an eye on Emmett, who seemed preoccupied.
“You’ll never guess what happened to me the other day,” he said, hoping to take Emmett’s mind off all things cancer-related.
Emmett looked at him.
“What?”
“It’s kind of embarrassing.”
“Then definitely what?”
“You know my hot new neighbour?”
“Dean? Yeah, the one I haven’t been introduced to yet.”
“That’s the one.” Clayton tossed a slice of cucumber into his mouth and started chewing. “And you know how he invited me over for a spa?”
“Yes,” said Emmett. “Can you just get on with it? I know Dean. I know you shared a spa with him. What happened?”
“I kind of f****d up.” He glanced over at Emmett. “I accidentally grabbed his c**k
