It's only three days left until How About a Boyfriend? will be released, so I thought it was about time to post the excerpt. I'm not sure if I ever have posted anything from this story before, so if I haven't it's about time! ^^ Actually, it's less than three days. Maybe two days and a few hours. LT3 usually updates on Tuesday nights. ^^
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“Bloody hell.”
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“Bloody hell.”
Roar dropped down on the kitchen chair opposite Henning and proceeded to thump his forehead against the tabletop before bringing his hands up and resting his forehead on them.
“What’s wrong?” Henning asked, though he could probably tell. That specific reaction was a known thing to him; so known he shouldn’t even have to ask. However, by asking, Roar would spill it all, so it was quicker.
Henning could tell Roar glanced up at him, but kept his eyes on the newspaper he was reading. He always played nonchalant when these kinds of news came.
“I was dumped last night. Or, well, I suppose I was dumped.”
“You suppose?” Henning peeked over the newspaper at him and took in the slight grimace on Roar’s handsome face. His skin was constantly tanned, the complete opposite to Henning’s pale skin. Roar hadn’t shaved in a couple of days, so his cheeks and chin was covered in dark stubble. “How can you suppose you were dumped? Either you were or you weren’t. There’s nothing in-between.”
