Chapter 7
“Are you sure you don’t want to join my family for dinner?” David asked.
“Or mine,” Justin added.
It was the fourth of February, which happened to be Lunar New Year’s Eve that year. Vincent smiled at his best friends/colleagues as they got out from the elevator and made their way across the parking lot in the basement of the office building they worked at.
“It’s reunion dinner, guys. You should celebrate with your family.”
David mock-punched Vincent on his right arm. “You are family. Sort of. My parents love you. You know that.”
“I do, but thanks anyway. I’ll have my reunion dinner with Tony.”
“Tony can join us, too,” Justin offered while squeezing one of Vincent’s shoulders. “My parents won’t mind. I promise.”
“I’m sure. Maybe next year,” Vincent said and grinned at both
