Chapter 20
“I’m going to be covered in bruises tomorrow,” he remarked as they removed their skates.
They decided to go for lunch and Brad was pleased that Douglas was making an effort to join in the conversation. He even caught the flicker of a smile on Douglas’s lips no less than three times.
Much later that same afternoon, after the guys had dropped Brad and Douglas at home, Michael called.
“He’s not so bad these days, is he?”
“I think he realised what a cockhead he was being. He’s actually quite nice. Just got a bit of baggage.” He was in his room, changing out of his wet clothes. Douglas had invited him down for a drink. “Okay, I should get going. He’s expecting me five minutes ago.”
“I think somebody’s got a crush on you.”
Brad laughed. “Goodbye, Michael.”
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