He found Aiden outside, struggling to get the car key into the driver’s side door. The sky had darkened during dinner, the daylight diminishing. Already streetlights had begun to wink on, though Aiden was cloaked in shadow.
“Aiden, wait.”
Aiden kicked the front tire, angry. “I’m going home.” His fingers fumbled with the key, and under his breath, he muttered, “Come on.”
Jack closed the distance between them and took Aiden’s hand in his own. This close, he saw the dampness on his lover’s face, betraying Aiden’s tears. “Give me the key.” Aiden didn’t loosen his grip. “You shouldn’t be driving. How much did you have to drink? Let me drive. I’ll take you home.”
Aiden pushed him away. “Can’t you just tell her you love me? Is it that hard? You love me. Can’t you say it?”
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