Although, sometimes he worried that it wasn’t a joke. Brent was the only friend he’d had growing up, and he was the only friend Brent had. They’d both made other friends now, but Riley wouldn’t have been all that upset if it had been just them, forever.
He’d done a good job of pretending to himself that he wasn’t still desperately in love with Brent, but he realized now that he was. That wasn’t about to change, either.
“Putting up with me, you mean,” Brent said. “My life has been one disaster after another.”
“None of which is your fault. Besides, we’ve had good times. And we’ll have good times again. Those are worth the bad ones.”
“You always know exactly what to say.” Brent smiled down at his feet.
Riley snorted. “Reserve that judgement until you hear me flailing on the phone with the airline. Because that’s what I’m tackling next.”
“You’re a lot braver than I am,” Brent said. “I was gonna leave it.”
“Hey, it can’t hurt to try. And it’s a lot easier to ask for things for other people than it is to ask for them for yourself.” Riley shrugged.
“You’re weird,” Brent said.
Riley grinned at that. “If it’s taken you this long to notice, I don’t know what to tell you.”
