“Don’t get carried away. I didn’t say it was incredible or sensational.”
Emmett chuckled. “Just as I begin to think there’s hope…”
“There is no hope.”
Emmett didn’t like the way Phoenix had said that. Fine, if it had been said in a jokey way, but it hadn’t been. Something was wrong. Though he did understand how Phoenix felt. If Emmett had been possessed by a demon, he’d be really freaked out.
By the time they were walking into Greenwich, Phoenix seemed in a better mood.
“Keep a look out for Mo. He might not have gone far,” Emmett said.
Phoenix took hold of Emmett’s hand.
“Don’t want me to get lost, Daddy?” Emmett whispered.
Phoenix growled. “You are such a little shit.”
He tried to let go of Emmett’s fingers, but Emmett hung on. “I don’t want to get lost. I like holding your hand.”
“Maybe you like to be spanked like a little boy? Remember if you were into that?”
“I wasn’t.”
“Good. I’ll give you a spanking later then.”
Emmett laughed. “Wereyouinto that?”
“We’ll both find out.”
“Oh.” Emmett gave a little gasp. “I lived along that road.” He pointed left.
“I suspect you’ve remembered more than you’ve let on. Have you?”
“I wasn’t going to share every memory. Or do you want me to bore you with details of how I fell down a drain on a school cross country run? Or the time I plucked up the courage to use Grindr, only for the guy to arrive, take one look and walk away?”
“Were you wearing a tie?”
“Yes, and glasses.”
“Idiot.”
“Me or the guy?”
“Both of you. You wear glasses?”
“Not since I died. Before I died, all the time. Forget getting eye surgery, just die and your vision is magically fixed.”
Phoenix sighed. “So which restaurant do you recommend?”
“I don’t. I can’t. I lived here, but I never ate out. I moved to Greenwich after the breakup with David. I can’t think of anything more pathetic than eating on my own in public.”
“That’s what you were doing when I first saw you. You did look pathetic.”
Emmett bristled. “Fuck you. It was a pub. It’s different.”
“I’ve never seen anyone read a book in a bar.”
“Until me.”