บท 88: Chapter 88

After the Lights Go Down Low

“What do you think?”

I was in Mark’s apartment for the first time. It was also the first time we’d been able to get together since we’d returned from Europe almost a week ago.

“The truth, Mann.”

“It’s…very nice.”

He turned on his heel and went into the kitchen to brew a pot of coffee. “It’s temporary.”

“I’m serious, Mark. It is a nice apartment. I just…well….”

“Jesus, Mann, just spit it out, would you?”

It was farther from my place than his last apartment. Oh, well, that was what cars were for. “It’s a little on the small side.”

He gave me a look. “Quinn, if it’s escaped your notice, there’s just one of me. I don’t need a lot of space.”

“You’re right. I’m sorry. The truth?” The last thing I wanted was for him to see how needy I was, so I tried for a little distraction. “It just reminds me of Drum’s place.”

“It does?” He looked around. “Oh, shit, it does. Now I’ll have to move.”