Chapter 8
When it was time for Brandon to go, neither one of us dragged things out. He had to be in New Orleans by Sunday to start filming a movie, and though he wanted to wait till the last possible minute to go, he knew he needed at least a day to acclimate himself and get over his travel weariness. We spent Friday together, making love and f*****g hard, and when he got on a plane that evening it was with my scent still on his body. I kissed him in the waiting area, and watched until he disappeared through security.
I was glad the kids had pushed their visit back one weekend because I wasn’t exactly fit for company. Letting him go was hard, and I needed time to get myself back together. When I reported for work the following Monday, Tony Sorenson, the boss and owner of Riverside Securi
