Jake called Russ to let him know he was about to leave to pick him up, made certain he had everything he needed, including the pictures, turned off the lights, locked the apartment door, and set out. If asked, he would have admitted he was looking forward to seeing Russ, despite the reason behind it. Not that he’d let him know. Not until I decide if I want us to be more than friends. Of course he might have something to say about that. It’s fine to joke about friendship with benefits but when it comes down to it, it probably was that and nothing more—teasing to see how I’d react.
Dragging his thoughts back to what he was doing, Jake realized he was almost to Russ’s apartment building, which wasn’t all that far from his. When he pulled up in front, Russ was standing on the stoop. Jake beep
