Chapter 7Scowling at his cell phone, Jake sighed heavily when he saw the number. Flipping it on he gave Scott a mumbled greeting. Scott was as upbeat as ever and, despite knowing he couldn’t be seen, Jake shook his head firmly.
“I really don’t feel like coming out to a soiree.” The tone of his voice made Jake sound like a whiny child. And he didn’t care. Already a month had passed since he and Andreas split. Three weeks, six days and twenty hours. Give or take a few minutes, but who’s counting?
“You’re where? Oh, for f**k’s sake.” Rolling from the daybed onto his feet, Jake shuffled to the front door. Opening it he glared balefully at his friend. Without indicating for Scott to follow, Jake slouched back into his den. My refuge. He flopped on the bed and indicated for Scott to sit.
“Sin
