Chapter 13

He found it a little strange to be waking up in someone’s bed. He couldn’t remember sleeping over at a lover’s house recently. He wasn’t a slut, but he also didn’t allow such intimacies with many sex partners.

He swung his legs out and onto the floor and walked over to the window to peek out. A gloriously sunny day. No one in his right mind would want to go in the office on such a day. Which had him thinking.

Turning back to face the bed, he called out, “Hey, Pres, wake up.”

Preston stirred but didn’t open his eyes. Scotty walked back to the bed and sat next to him. He shook him further awake.

“What?” Preston grumbled.

“Let’s play hooky from work today. It’s Friday. You could call in sick, and I can say I’m out in the field all day doing investigative stuff. We can drive up the coast to Morro Bay and make a weekend of it.” Morro Bay in Central California was Scotty’s favorite location in the world. Some day he hoped to live there. He loved the idea of going there with Preston.