Page 23 of Simply Perfection
Trevor laughed. “I promise not to drive like Mario Andretti. More than likely, it’ll beDriving Miss Daisy. I can’t speak for the other maniacs on the road, though. Some drivers in this city are insane!”
“Aye, why do you think I mainly stay off the roads these days? Let’s get this done then. Her vet is over on Freeport Street, only a couple of miles as the crow flies.”
Trevor and Mr. Carlyle got Mindy’s remains over to her vet, and after a very tearful goodbye from the old man, Trevor took Mr. Carlyle home. They had a cup of coffee, and Trevor allowed his neighbor to talk about Mindy, and what a loyal companion she had been. When Mr. Carlyle said he wanted to lie down for a little while, Trevor said his goodbyes and told the older man to call him if he needed anything.
Later that afternoon, Trevor was curled up on his couch, not watching the movie he’d slipped into the DVD player. Yes, he still had a DVD player. Sue him. Some of the best movies at the library were only available on disc. His cell phone rang, and he jumped at the loud sound intruding on his thoughts. He expected Mr. Carlyle’s name when he glanced at the screen, but Niall’s appeared. A small smile crept up the corners of his mouth.
“Hello?”
“Why did you leave this morning?”
Is that disappointment in his voice?
“I thought it was the best thing to do at the time.”
“And now?”
Trevor curled up into a tighter ball on the sofa. “Now … well I kind of wish you were here.”
“You as in me, or you as in us?”
That got Trevor’s attention. “Is Matt still with you?”
“Yes, but you didn’t answer my question.”
There was a soft click on the phone, and Trevor heard breaths coming through the connection.
“When I got back to my apartment, there was an unpleasant surprise. It’s taken care of now, but I could use a couple of pairs of strong arms and some of that excess body heat the two of you seem to have.”
“Bello? Are you okay?”
As Trevor had thought, Niall must have put the call on speaker. He didn’t know what ‘Bello’meant, but he liked the sound of it coming from Matt’s deep voice.
“I’m fine. Nothing happened to me. It was my neighbor’s dog. I found her dead on my front landing. It wasn’t a natural death.”
“Do you need us?” Niall asked.
“Not tonight, but thank you. I think I’m going to climb under my covers and wait for a new day.” Trevor yawned. “Besides the two of you wore me out last night. I need some recovery time.”
“It’s only three o’clock. Are you sure—”
Trevor’s head lolled on the armrest of his sofa. “I’m sure. Maybe I’ll watch TV a little longer, but it’ll be early to bed for me tonight.”
“Don’t forget to eat dinner,” Niall added.
Trevor’s stomach grumbled at that moment. He realized he had eaten nothing all day, and having passed over dinner for sex last night didn’t help things.
“Yeah, food would be good. I sort of forgot after the events this morning, and I had an appetite for more pleasurable things last night.”
“Trevor?” Matt asked.
“Yeah.”
“When was the last time you ate anything?”
“Um, yesterday. I had a snack sometime in the late morning.”
Trevor heard two loud sighs and a few low grumbles. He couldn’t help but both cover his mouth to hold in a chuckle and roll his eyes.
