Kavinsky huffed out a breath, tilting his head back and looking up at the ceiling. He was still and quiet a moment. He wanted to force Jack to go first, to tell him what it was about last night that had him all fucked up.

Instead, he said to the ceiling, "The guy I cheated with lived in this building. I didn't know until the second time we hooked up. He was locked out of his place and I was coming over to see Al--he lived here too--and I unlocked his door, and he paid me in beer and dick."