Chapter 7Bart walked out of the fast food restaurant where he worked at three minutes after ten and he wasn’t a bit surprised to see Evan’s car waiting for him.
It was funny. He’d never known anyone he could rely on to do exactly as they said. To be punctual. To put Bart first. Any of that. Even Shayne, his best friend, as much as he loved him, was often flakey and late.
He smiled as he opened the passenger door and got into the car and smiled even wider when Evan leaned over and gave him a quick kiss. “Hi.”
“Hi, beautiful. Have a good night at work?”
“A bit crazy, actually. This family came in and they had like seven kids and they were all screaming at the top of their lungs about wanting a toy.” Bart grimaced at the memory. “I think they burst my eardrums.”
Evan laughed as he pulled
