Chapter 109
Jay stepped further into the room and closed the door. “If you blush or apologise, I’ll think I’ve got the wrong man in my room. Don’t expect me to put that on my parents’ tab.”
“No. No, of course not. I’ll pay for it.”
Sometimes that kind of statement amounted to the only type of apology anyone got from Dean. Experience had taught Jay how to heed things Dean couldn’t bring himself to say, but Jay deserved more. “Good thing I dropped in. Maybe there’d be nothing left.”
Dean gave him glances as he fidgeted and paced, though it took only a few steps before he needed to turn again; despite being pleasant, the room was small, a little old-fashioned, a little too floral. Dean appeared transported out of time as well as his own personal comfort zone. “I thought you were busy talking to Chez Pierre.”
Several ways to approach this crossed Jay’s mind, but in the end, his evil trait won.
“Fran?ois,” Jay clarified. “So, what do you think of him?” As if he didn’t already know.