Chapter 18
Kegan sat in Randall’s room, feet skimming along the floor. He still felt shaken and on edge. Randall had taken him back to his townhouse near campus by going down side streets, ducking into various buildings, and doing anything else they could think of to throw Griffin off their trail.
“This is so screwed up,” Kegan said. “It feels like a dream.”
“Which part?” Randall asked, sitting next to him.
Kegan put his head on Randall’s shoulders and said, “All of it. Part nightmare, part awesome.”
Randall squeezed his hand and gave him a kiss. “Hope I’m not the nightmare part.”
“I didn’t know how to tell you,” Kegan teased.
“This whole mess with Griffin will get sorted out, and then you can sell the film rights and we’ll live like kings.”
“Or I’ll get strangled in my sleep. I’m
