Chapter 7December 7th
Victor struggled to get through the workday. He couldn’t say he was hungover, but there had been quite a lot of mulled wine the day before. After the game, Jian and Rye had fixed a barbecue, and he’d had a couple of beers. When he got home, he’d been frozen to the bone, and had taken one long, hot shower before he, for once, fell asleep on the couch.
Guilt swamped his mind. He always got annoyed by Jian falling asleep when they were watching something on TV, and when they’d finally had a great day together, he’d been the one to nod off.
“Are you okay?” Sara gave him a concerned look from the doorway to his office.
He smiled. “I’m great.”
“Are you sure, you looked like you were in pain.”
He chuckled and shook his head. “Nah, I fell asleep on Jian yesterday.”
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