Chapter 7
Randy shoved clothes into his overnight bag, aware that Win leaned against his bedroom wall watching him through hooded eyes.
“You don’t have to take me to the airport, you know? I can call a shuttle.”
Win shook his head. “No. I want to see you off.”
His audition was tomorrow morning, but Randy’s flight left in a few hours. The last two weeks had flown by and he and Win had been pretty much inseparable in that time. It was almost a relief to be leaving for a couple days.
Not because he hadn’t been happy to spend time with Win. The s*x seemed to get better between them each day, more intense. And that was kind of why Randy welcomed getting away. He really liked Win. A lot. Might even be heading in the direction of that other word that began with an L. Which freaked him out so
