In the car Jamie slumped down in the passenger seat
and frowned out the window. “Where are we going?”
Alex shrugged. “Where do you want to go?”
Jamie leaned his head against the window and sighed. “Anywhere
but here.”
With a forced smile Alex placed his hand on top of Jamie’s where
it rested on the parking brake. When Jamie turned his hand over and
curled his fingers around Alex’s own, he didn’t pull away. Instead
he squeezed Jamie’s hand reassuringly. “Where did you go last
night?”
“I don’t want to talk about it,” Jamie replied.
Alex frowned as he guided the car around a sharp curve with one
hand, reluctant to let go of Jamie. “Why not?”
“Because you’ll think I’m bad,” Jamie whispered, his
fingers tightening around Alex’s. “I don’t want you to think
that.”
“I won’t think t
