Chapitre 30: Chapter 29

Beck had given him a ride home the next day. Quite early though but he didn't complain. When he had changed to new clothes and had sat down on his bed that was when he opened his messages from last night. He didn't read the previous ones, he just saw the last one.

'We need to talk' and he knew it wasn't going to be over the phone.

The first question would obviously be, 'why is a cammer like you with my son after I just fucked you. Seemed like a good icebreaker. Ignoring it would not be an option. That would make things worse. And what would Thomas tell him? He knew he was to keep it discrete, but he never foresaw this happening. Like at all.

'Sure. Let's talk'.

He wasn't expecting the instant reply.

'Where are you?'

'Home'.

'Should I come get you?'