Mason walked into the bar and spotted Declan already at their usual booth. He placed his order with the barman and walked over, sliding into the leather seat across from his friend. Declan looked up and grinned.

     “How’s it going?” he asked.

     “I slept with Lisa,” Mason blurted out.

     Declan’s eyebrows shot up and a smile hovered around his lips. Mason was closest to Declan out of all his friends. They had shared a room at uni, and Declan was the first one to experience Mason’s nightmares. He was the first one Mason had told the whole story to. He was also the only one who knew that Mason usually...