The thought of looking for another place to live right now and moving again was not just daunting, but physically exhausting.
But if they were going to be living with Dox for a while, he was going to have to convince his friend to let him pay himsomething. He couldn’t stand not paying their way. It wasn’t like Dox was a rich man, either. Sure, he was far better off than Hank was, but he didn’t want to ruin their renewed friendship by being a mooch.
It would be a while before he could save up funds to afford another place for them. He now had a car payment, higher auto insurance because he had to have comp and collision—and a gap rider while he still had payments—and he really needed to get JJ health insurance. That meant buying health insurance for himself.
On top of everything else, that wasn’t in the budget right now. If he had to, he’d tap into the emergency fund, but the thought of doing that grated on him and made him feel like a failure.
The lesser of the two “evils” was to take Dox at his word and continue living with him. For his part, he was enjoying it, and he knew JJ was, too.
Hell, it’s kind of like we’re husbandsnow. I take care of him, and we don’t have a sex life.
That thought made him silently snicker.