“Dude, you look like hell.”
Morgan grumbled and buried himself lower in the recliner’s plush cushions.
Alec raised an eyebrow at him quizzically. “You didn’t sleep much, did you?” he asked, taking a sip of his coffee.
“No.”
Alec sighed. “Morgan, what’s wrong?”
“If I tell you, you’ve got to promise me that you won’t say a f*****g word to my parents.”
Alec set his cup down on the coffee table slowly. Morgan knew he had his cousin’s attention.
“I think I met someone,” Morgan said quietly as he stared into his own mug, the black coffee cold and untouched.
“And?” Alec prodded. “Who is she?”
Morgan sighed again. “That’s the catch, Alec. It’s not she.”
Alec’s eyes grew wide as saucers.
Morgan couldn’t help but laugh. “I know, I know. I’ve sat up all night, anticipating some smartass re
