Chapter 46
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Back in the waiting room, Ian told his mother that Stephen and Jessie were in town and on their way. She moved to tell his father. Ian sat back down on the loveseat-no-more and Andrew flopped into one of the remaining recliners pushed back and tried to look relaxed.
The waiting room was deathly quiet. Most of the other families were asleep or trying to sleep. Ian kicked off his shoes once more and curled up under the blanket and closed his eyes. Even with his eyes closed he could still see the image of Andrew sprawled in the recliner and still the scent of him lingered in Ian’s nostrils. Perhaps it would be best if he just disappeared once he had talked to Stephen and Jessie. What was the point in hanging on here? Frank had screwed up what was shaping into a great ball-busting weekend. He hadn’t had this much sex offered to him in a long time. He also liked Andrew a lot, so leaving would reduce the chance for—for—shit!—for everything.