The Best Gift by Shawn Lane

Author:Shawn Lane [Lane, Shawn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: JMS Books LLC
Published: 2017-11-25T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 3

The big house Jordan owned struck Dusty as pretentious. But he admitted, to himself anyway, it might be because he couldn’t stand the prick. Never could really, even before he found out he was a lying cheat.

The earth could open underneath Jordan’s feet and swallow him up and Dusty would applaud with glee. Not a nice thought, he guessed, but a sincere one.

Malcolm parked in the driveway and stared at the large mission-style house. The houses in the neighborhood glimmered with Christmas lights. Jordan’s house did not.

“He’s right, though. Most of the stuff he did pay for. He even bought me this car.”

“He doesn’t need it. Come on, let’s get your stuff.” Dusty opened the passenger door and waited for Malcolm to get out.

“What do I do about the laptop?” Malcolm asked as they approached the front door. “He bought it, but it’s got all of my books on it.”

“Take it.” He followed Malcolm inside. He’d been there a few times when Jordan hadn’t been home. He never wanted to be there when Jordan was home. He couldn’t deal with the smoochy-smoochy act Jordan and Malcolm did in front of him.

Malcolm had been mostly quiet since the confrontation outside the restaurant. Dusty wanted to ask him how he felt or what he thought or something…anything. But he didn’t. He knew Malcolm had to be crushed. He’d really loved Jordan.

His friend disappeared down the hall to the master bedroom and Dusty wondered if he should go help him, but decided Malcolm might want to be alone. He’d ask for his help if he needed it.

Dusty had never had a lover cheat on him before. Well, he’d only had one serious boyfriend anyway. They’d broken up over his lover moving out of state and Dusty not wanting to go with him. He supposed if he had really loved the guy he would have gone to Ohio with him.

He sat on a nearby bar stool and fidgeted. He wanted to be done and on their way before Jordan ever got home. He had a feeling Jordan would try to stop Malcolm from leaving again.

“You…ah, all right?”

“Yeah,” Malcolm called from the bedroom. “I’m almost done.”

Dusty blew out a breath and jumped up from the barstool. A noise from outside drew him to the window. Jordan’s sedan parked at the curb and the driver’s door slammed.

“Um, Jordan’s home.”

Malcolm came into the living room holding a duffel bag. “Okay. It’s all right, Dusty. I can handle it.” He set the duffel bag down next to the front door and then moved to where the laptop sat on the kitchen table.

Without giving it much thought, Dusty put himself between the front door and the table, waiting for Jordan’s appearance. He clenched his fists.

The door flung open, banging against the wall. Dusty flinched.

“You two are still here?” Jordan growled.

“We were just leaving.” Malcolm came to stand next to Dusty. He stuffed the laptop and cords into a laptop case.

“I didn’t give you permission to take that.”

“You don’t need it.

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