Chapter 8It didn’t take long to get back to the parking garage, then they took the subway down to Christopher. They made it back to Rafe’s in forty-five minutes.
Rafe took Justin by the hand and led him behind the Japanese screen that partitioned the bedroom from the rest of the loft. The previous night Justin had been too tired to notice much about the loft but the bathroom, the Japanese Screen, the entertainment system and the couch. He got a brief look at the kitchen in the morning and his general impression was minimalist, but high quality.
“Your place reminds me of some of my oriental arrangements. We have a bonsai tree that is two hundred years old. Mr. Adler won’t let anyone near it but him. It would look great on that empty book shelf.”
Rafe reached out his hand. “Come to bed. I
