Chapter 7Thursday morning
Bobby walked in the door with an overnight bag and a duffle. “Jason gave me the keys to the house and the apartment so I brought your deodorant, shaving cream, razors etcetera. I didn’t bring condoms and lube.” Bobby gave Reggie a snarky smile. “You can’t do anything yet, anyway.”
“For your information, Mark and I haven’t even kissed. He hasn’t agreed to see me.”
Reggie heard a noise. Mark was sitting up in bed yawning. “I have a hangover. What the hell did he give me? Chloroform?”
“If you must sit up, stretch out your legs and bring the bed up to support them and your back.” Reggie winced and he tried to face Mark.
“Don’t turn. I’ll get up.”
“No, you won’t. Besides, you’re attached to an IV.”
“Which has wheels. I can wheel the pole the six feet between the
