“My apartment’s in the building on the far left,” Angus told him.
Ben drove through the parking lot and pulled up to the sidewalk to let Angus out.
Angus reached for the door handle, but Ben’s voice cut through the air.
“Think about coming tomorrow. I’d love to see you again…in class, I mean.” He cleared his throat.
Angus turned to look at the big man next to him. Was it possible he was interested in Angus? In more thanjust being his teacher? Surely not. They were from completely different worlds. But even in the dark, he could see the heat in Ben’s eyes. Angus leaned back and stared at him.
“Why not just give it a try?” Ben asked. “It’s only a class. You don’t have to take the test and earn your license.”