Chapter 9
Jayden was terrified.
It had started with Charley coming over at two, rejecting most of his wardrobe, only leaving his hair alone because it had to pass her approval for school as it was, and spending a good couple of hours deciding (rather than helping him decide) what outfit would look best. Or as Charley put it, what outfit would knock Darren senseless with lust.
Jayden wasn’t entirely sure that was the route he should be going, or if it would even matter. Darren had, after all, watched him wash hot chocolate and cream out of his hair in a public bathroom.
It had gotten worse when he’d made a salad for dinner and ducked out of Mum’s usual offer of letting him get a pizza on Saturday nights when she and Dad went out. He didn’t want to taste of pizza and garlic bread on his
