Saturday Night

They'd woken a bit earlier, Carrie still curled up on his chest. He'd gotten dressed and watched her find her pants and redress, laughing when she bitched about them still being wet. Followed her to the backdoor, only smiling when she started making jokes about him being a gentleman and walking her to the door.

Turning, he heads for his bedroom, fingers rubbing over the collar around his neck. He's not sure if Gabe is in there, but he hasn't seen hiim on the main level of the house and the bedroom door is cracked open.

Slipping inside, he closes the door behind him. "Gabe?"