To leave the warmest bed I've ever known

 "I just don't get him," Declan was puzzled and only had Yuki to call about the matter.

"You just let him leave on his own like that?" Naturally, Yuki would have driven Brandon to work she told him. "You could have at least done that."

Declan winced hard. Maybe he was just as materialistic as Brandon had said. Of course, it put him off. Brandon seemed to be out to say as many bad things as he could about Declan. Like why was he letting a friend take care of him when he needed to be out on his own.

Declan didn't want to argue, but he felt now Brandon knew this was all so wrong while last night was totally electric. Declan sighed. Why was it always like this? Such great beginnings that never lasted. Why did it have to be a  mistake now?

Before he could say another word, Yuki cut him off. He knew she'd find him. After all, Brandon was her friend.

This all made Declan so restless. Yet, it always went back to the thought of Brandon's great chest and other majestic parts of him. There was truly a lot to sigh about. Perhaps, it was only by chance and Declan had not had enough yet. He wanted Brandon. 

Usually, these sorts of moments were mutual. But what had made Brandon have second thoughts? They were good together. Weren't they? Declan scratched the back of his head in thought. Of course, he realized he wasn't even dressed. God, what was he going to do?

Was he going to change his life just for this guy after one night?

He showered, dressed, and finally called Yuki back.

"Well? Did you find him?"

"What do you care?" It sounded as if Brandon was in the car with her and Declan knew whose side she was on.

"Just let me talk to him, will you?" Why hadn't he gotten a phone number or something from Brandon? This was his chance to make it right, but honestly, Declan wasn't one to dive into the deep end of the pool.