I placed a light kiss on his lips and rested my head on his shoulder as we swayed along with the music.
We stayed a little longer in the club and then Fred drove me home since he'd had nothing else to drink after the first two, and that had been hours ago. Despite my initial plan for the evening, I wasn't half as drunk as I thought I would have been, considering the amount of shots and beer I'd downed earlier in the evening.
"Thanks for watching out for me, sweet cheeks," I said, taking the house keys from my pocket.
"Anytime, babe."
Fred paused, like he was considering what to say next.
"Tiago, you know I'd tell you if I could, right?"
I nodded. That was all he needed to say. I had to be patient and soon he'd be able to let me in on what he was working on, especially if there was a chance of it leading to the location of my brother.
Fred kissed me on the cheek and left.
I hated going to bed without a shower, especially if I'd been out dancing. It was nice getting clean of the club smells, the sweat, beer, and bitter disappointment of coming home alone.
The hot water felt like heaven on my skin.
While my dick was all up for playing earlier, now it was truly out for the night. Maybe the alcohol did have an effect on me after all. Still, I had a weekend of packing and moving ahead of me, so I went to bed hoping for a peaceful night without the usual nightmares that consisted of all the horrible things that may have happened to my little brother in the last eight years.
