![]() Dev turned to look at him and they exchanged a soft smile. Ewan had his arm around Dev, and as Shawn watched, he turned his ginger head and murmured something in Dev’s ear. He lived next door, but he might as well have moved in for the amount of time he spent there with Dev. ![]() Ewan wasn’t technically one of Shawn’s housemates. Shawn turned his attention to the other sickeningly happy couple in the room. ![]() The idea of being back on Tinder wasn’t as appealing as it should be. Maybe it was just because Shawn was single again and would have to get back to hooking up if he wanted any action. It was none of his business, but the idea that Jude might be planning some hook-up with some random guy lodged in his consciousness like a stone in a shoe. That twist of discomfort flared in his gut again. Shawn wondered what he was doing-probably hooking up on Grindr or something. Jude, one of the new guys who’d moved in last month, sat in a corner of one of the sofas doing something on his phone, his dark curly head bending low and the glow of the screen lighting up his angular features. Sunk in a black hole of despondency, he gazed surreptitiously around the room at his housemates instead. ![]() The TV was on, showing an old episode of Prison Break, but Shawn wasn’t paying attention to it. ![]() Back in the living room, he threw himself into his armchair again. ![]()
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