— ELEVEN —

“Hello?”

“Hey, Kai. It’s Scott.”

“Hey, man. How’s it going?”

“It’s going good.”

Kai gripped his cell phone with his shoulder as he lit some incense. “Yeah? You sure? You took off pretty fast at the club on Friday…. Then your text sounded like you were seconds away from getting into a scuffle.”

“Oh… Right… That. Yeah, it’s cool... Tad was just… being difficult. We talked yesterday, though. Worked shit out.”

“Good to hear.”

“Better than good, actually.”

“Yeah?” Kai blew out his match.

“Yeah.”

“You two a thing now or something?”

“Actually, we are.”

Kai grinned. “I can hear you smiling.”

Scott chuckled. “You’ve got good ears.”

Kai nodded, his smile softening. “I’m happy for you.”

“Thanks.” Scott paused for a moment. “So, uh, listen. The reason I called… Max asked me to hit you up… regarding Sean.”

“Ah.” Kai switched his phone to his other ear. “He didn’t change his mind.”

“Unfortunately not.”

“He wants me to take him.”

“Yeah. Think you’re up for it?”

Kai’s gaze drifted to the window. “Hmm…”

“You still live by yourself, right?”

“Yeah.”

Another lingering moment of silence.

“I think you’d like him,” Scott offered. “He’d be great company.”

Kai rubbed his nape, then frowned and nodded. “All right.”

“All right? You mean you’ll take him?”

“Why not.”

Scott’s relief was palpable. “That’s awesome. Thanks, man. Max’ll be happy.”