“Do you regret it? “Outside? Gay porn Would you mind keeping an eye on our tents? “The one where you and I…” He breaks off for a second, then pushes through it. It’s thin but better than kneeling straight onto cold ground. “And you, Joey? “You’re right. When were you planning on that? He just exhales, like the confirmation stings in a way he’d suspected all along. Hurt? “We screwed up.”Brendan exhales, shoulders deflating just a little. After we eat.”Just as I say it, a branch snaps somewhere beyond the campsite. It was easy with him.”Brendan doesn’t move.Hayden glances at me again, then back at Brendan. Fine. Maybe it’s the view. “And you didn’t think to tell me. Don’t follow me.”As Brendan stalks away, the toilet paper roll dangles forgotten from his fingers.I swallow reflexively, watching Brendan disappear into the trees. Not angry. I swallow as much as I can, but the sudden intensity of it all makes me pull back slightly, spitting out the last bit onto the crumpled throw blanket.
