Chapter 8

“And you wanted to tow it to the junkyard.” Caspian tsked and shook his head at him.

“Guess I was wrong.”

“Damn right you were.”

Caspian wanted to reach for him, wanted to kiss him. It was a perfect moment for a kiss. Or maybe not perfect, but…“I’ll drive it to the garage. I’ll drive around for a few minutes to charge the battery, then I’ll do a service, and put it up for sale.”

“Thank you.”

Caspian took a step closer. “Post an ad, Flynn. Take pictures of the furniture, say you only respond to texts, and that they can pick them up after four in the afternoon. I’ll come by once I’ve closed the garage.” He hoped Flynn wouldn’t object. Hoped he’d allow him to help, allow him to spend more time with him before he disappeared out of his life again.

“I…eh…where do I post an ad?”

Caspian pursed his lips. “Facebook? Isn’t it where people sell stuff these days?”

“Yeah…I don’t have a Facebook account.”