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Casey rustled in the bed, a feeling of unease descended upon him
as consciousness settled in. Something felt wrong. He reached
over, only to find Dan's side of the bed cold.
Empty.
Sitting up, Casey rested his elbows on his knees, head in his hands.
He knew he and Dan had taken a bold step forward. Dan's cold side of
the bed indicated things must not be as good as they were hours ago,
when they slipped under the covers together.
Wait. There it was. First, shuffling noises. Then Danny appeared at
the bedroom door, wearing only a mischevious smile.