Chapter 10
Alex didn’t see Jamie when he pulled to a stop in
front of the shelter the next morning. He glanced at the clock and
thought about hitting the horn, but it was early and he didn’t want
to wake the whole neighborhood.
He debated on running up to the shelter and knocking—surely
someone was up, some small kid watching TV who could let him in.
But just as he cut off the engine, the front doors opened and Jamie
stepped out into the bright morning light, grinning at him.
Sweet Jesus in heaven above, Alex thought, swallowing
hard as he watched the way Jamie’s hair caught the sun, his curls
winking in the light. His skin looked like porcelain this early in
the day, so smooth, so perfect. Alex could only imagine what it
would taste like if he leaned over and planted a quick
