After work, Alex pulled up outside Michael’s apartment, cutting the engine before grabbing his phone to call him.

As the line rang, he lifted his gaze to Michael’s window, watching as he waited for him to pick up.

The moment the call connected, the lights in Michael’s room flicked on, and within seconds, he appeared at the window.

“Hey,” Michael said softly, peering down at Alex’s car, his eyes locking onto him through the windshield.

Alex smiled. ...