“That sounds expensive.”
“That’s what I said.”
He glanced around. “Are you here alone?”
“No, I’m here with my…” I looked toward the bar, but guys were standing two and three deep, and I couldn’t spot Wills. “…my boyfriend. He’s getting our drinks.”
“You’ve got a boyfriend, Theo?” John didn’t seem to notice that abruptly Bradford was much more relaxed.
“Yes. We’ve been together since last spring.”
“That’s marvelous! I’m so happy for you!”
“John and I have been together for almost five years now.” Bradford slid an arm around his lover’s waist, and a smile brightened John’s face.
“Good for you. Would you like to join us?”
“Thank you for asking—”
“—but we were just on our way home. I have an open house tomorrow.” John sighed. “Although I don’t know why I’m bothering. That Dashwood bitch will only steal the sale from under me anyway.”