Sleep Over111

The next morning Tad bounced into the kitchen to find his Mom sitting at the breakfast table with her cup of coffee and a dreamy look on her face. He was wearing his sweats and running shoes, ready to leave the house as soon as he could without making her suspicious.

Mark had been gone by the time he'd cleaned the puke out of the trashcan at the side of the house. The stench of bourbon and pizza would have raised too many questions with his mom and he didn't want to talk about what happened. Not yet, anyway. He'd taken a long shower after cleaning up the living room and resolved to stop dreaming about being with Mark. It had been a mistake, but he had learned something from the experience; he wanted more. And that meant coming out about who he was.

"Looks like you had a good date," Tad asked with a forced smile.

"He was very nice," Mom said. "Where's Mark? I figured you two would be sleeping off a pizza and video game hangover."

"Naw, we called it an early night. He had something to d