Chapter 6
Arliss listened to the click-clack of the “L” train on the tracks. His car was full of morning commuters. They crowded the aisles in suits and business casual attire. Some of them were reading newspapers, others texting, some talking into their cells, still others’ heads bobbed to music only they could hear piped in through earbuds. Since he had boarded the train far north, Arliss had gotten a seat, staring morosely out the windows at the backs of apartment buildings flashing by, seeing here and there early-morning glimpses through some of the windows.
He felt rejected and alone. The guy who had “caught” them in bed together was infinitely more suited to Sean. That much was obvious. From his conservative good looks to the fact that he was outraged Sean had the nerve to be in be
