Drake ran his hand through his hair, he looked towards the window as he shifted in his chair uncomfortably. He wanted to shed his clothing, shift, and go for a run; it would help him sort through his emotions. He also wanted to talk with Abby and see how she was doing. Neither of those two things was an option right now. He spun around in his chair and swiveled back to his computer, he knew tonight he would have to talk with Owen.
He didn’t want to hurt his lover, but he knew the turn of events would probably bring up painful memories that were still fresh and probably always would be.
They hadn’t always been together as lovers, years ago they had been best friends, that was before Owen’s turning. Owen had someone whom he loved and who loved him as well. Drake had loved her too
