He'd already mentally downgraded from a weekend on the continent to an overnight in London, and still the best he could get was maybe. Don Juan sighed, disappointed and showing it. He could suggest another day farther out, but Dean hadn't even met him halfway and provided an alternative suggestion. All the signal he was giving was that he just didn't care to make plans. He was still angry about last week, probably. Don Juan ought to have expected that, or at least planned for it as a contingency.
He dodged the passive aggressive comment about living here. He didn't want to fight; that was the whole reason he'd canceled their night together a week ago.
"I missed you," he insisted. "Missed you and missed you and missed you and missed you." Five — one for each of the days he'd been sober in the last week.
He dodged the passive aggressive comment about living here. He didn't want to fight; that was the whole reason he'd canceled their night together a week ago.
"I missed you," he insisted. "Missed you and missed you and missed you and missed you." Five — one for each of the days he'd been sober in the last week.
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