Chapter 2Evan pulled into the parking lot of the fast food place where Bart worked at nine forty-five that night. He didn’t want to give Bart the chance to slip out early before Evan arrived to pick him up. The guy was that skittish.
He had an idea Bart’d had some pretty bad experiences in the past, which accounted for his near panic when Evan had asked him out. It was okay, though. Evan prided himself on being very patient.
He got out of his car and leaned against it to wait. It was a balmy night in Southern California with a bit of a light wind. Not quite the infamous Santa Ana winds, but it could always take a turn for the worse. Evan remembered plenty of fires in autumn.
The side doors of the restaurant opened just a couple minutes after ten and Evan spotted Bart’s bright red head u
