Chapter 36
Chris had turned him away when Scooter had knocked on the door of his parent’s house, but had texted later to set up the meeting. Scooter’d had to talk very fast to get his ma to let him take the truck and drive to Williamsburg the day after Memorial Day, with so much work to do.
“Winston, honey, you need to move on,” Chris said, honestly regretful. He looked sad and he still reached for Scooter’s hands and Scooter clung to them, to that gesture. “You have to know how precarious my position is. I can’t be suspected, it’ll hurt my career. I can’t be seen with you again, honey.”
“But I love you.” It was nothing, and Scooter knew it was nothing. It was worthless. But it was all he had to give.
“And I love you, too,” Chris said, aware that he was breaking Scooter’s heart. “I’ll always love you. I’ll always remember what we had, but it’s over now, honey. Okay?”
“No,” Scooter said. He didn’t want the affair to be over, it couldn’t be over. It hadn’t been nearly enough.