![]() ![]() “My father has been paying my boyfriends off ever since I was fifteen. “Are you really okay with me accepting his money? He thinks I’m your boyfriend.” “We know it, but he doesn’t.” Shawn cocked his head. We know it would have made no difference.” It’s not a good enough reason not to accept the money. Rutledge turned around again and ground out his cigarette with his shoe. “You should have taken the money, Wyatt.” “Well, we’ve already established I’m dumb, didn’t we?” “Why? We’re supposed to leave tomorrow.”įor a moment, Rutledge went very still before a sardonic smile appeared on his face. ![]() ![]() Rutledge took a long drag, studying him with an unreadable expression. Until yesterday, Shawn had thought he didn’t smoke at all. He turned around, a cigarette in his hand. He finally found Rutledge on the terrace half an hour later. Shawn wasn’t sure who he pitied more at this moment: Rutledge, his father or himself. So this was what Joseph Rutledge had taught his son. When he opened the door, Joseph’s voice stopped him, ![]()
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