Marksman POV

I'm the one who has it all together.”

“Speak for yourself,” James said. “I’m doing alright for myself. In fact, that’s why I came to find you. My stock portfolio had a nice little win and I feel like celebrating. How about we order some takeaway and watch the game?”

It was tempting. Marksman didn’t really feel like going out, and if he stayed home with his dad and Keely, then he wouldn’t spend the night worrying about them. He really should rent his house out and move back in with his family. He spent most of his time here, anyway.

James’ phone beeped, and he fished it...