12 Chapter 12

Caleb,

I’m here with my boyfriend at the Marriott. If you’re looking to have some fun, we’d love to have you over. Call me at 816-555-1212.

Juan

Hmm, there was that phrase again—“to have some fun.” Was that what he was all about? Hook-ups and having fun? He crumpled the paper and tossed it to the floor. He didn’t have time to think about that right now.

He walked back to the kitchen, where he found Lucas looking up “baseball” on Wikipedia.

“Seriously? You’re going to read about baseball?”

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Lucas swiveled his head to find Caleb looming over him, his lips twitching. God, those lips. Would he ever feel a kiss like that again? So light, and yet, the sweetest of his life. That kiss held promises. He didn’t care what Caleb said. He knew he felt it, too. It didn’t matter right now, though. Lucas had meant what he’d said about being someone’s secret. Besides, his priority now had to be learning aboutbaseball.

He watched Caleb round the table and take a seat.