Chapter 8
Dustin
“So, does Rain Valley have a club?”
Dustin glanced up from his steak and shook his head at Conner, chuckling. “No. It’s kind of 1950s-Main-Street nostalgia here. But there’s a great one about thirty minutes away.”
“Want to hit it? You kind of owe me. Remember our first and last date? I had my hopes up and you already had your eye on someone else.”
“God, you really don’t have a filter, do you? And you said you weren’t interested in me, either.”
“Fine. But let’s go dancing and you can at least help me find a guy. Then we’ll be even. Maybe we can find you one for the night, too, unless that crush has evolved into something else?”
“No.” Although he had to admit something was going on. He and Raf were spending most nights in bed together. Without s*x. It was nearly killi
