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and then he would be ready to face reality once more.

    But this day was his alone, to hide and pretend he had no worries, and frankly, it wasn’t hard, considering how pleasant the room was. Some might have called his ability to live inside his head avoiding reality, but to him, it was a sanctuary. Staring out into the lush garden provided him with ample sport for his mind, giving him the chance to catalog lots of varying colors, shapes, and sizes for future use. He was an artist; drawing was in his blood, and even when he didn’t bring life to the canvas, he was still at it in his head. Most of his pictures would never see the light of day because making art actually required money—canvas, ink, etc. weren’t cheap—but lost in his mind, he could do whatever he wanted. Eventually he moved from the chair back to the bed, snuggling into the exquisite cover before falling asleep. Who cared if he took his orders to rest up quite seriously?

    Morning dawned way too quickly, but despite his aversion to being up at that ungodly hour, he was ready to go as ordered at eight sharp. Somewhere in the house a grandfather clock chimed, and a few seconds later, there was a knock on his door.

    “Come in.”

    “Great.” Matt didn’t waste any time with pleasantries, but the pleased look on his face did wonders for Jayden’s grumpy morning mood. “Let’s get going, then.” He ushered his new fake boyfriend out of the room, down a dark hallway, and down an impressive flight of stairs. Jayden barely had the time to look around before Matt more or less shoved him out the main door. For a moment the sunlight was blinding. He raised a hand as shield, blinking rapidly. When he was able to see clearly again, Matt was already standing next to the huge black limousine, holding open a door.

    The soft rays of the sun made Matt’s hair gleam golden, taking Jayden’s breath away. He forced his mouth shut, checked if he was drooling, and only then did he walk down the remaining few steps.

    “Thank you,” he said to Matt when he got into the car. His mother might have died young, but she had still raised him right. And despite Matt’s boorish tendencies, Jayden was convinced he appreciated his efforts at manners.

    With a soft rumble, the car started, and Jayden comfortably leaned back into his leather seat. No one said a word during the drive, but the silence wasn’t awkward at all. Normally only people who had known each other for years managed to sit quietly together without any tension at all, but for some reason, Matt and Jayden were able to do it.

    “We’re here.”

    Matt’s words startled Jayden out of his thoughts. He quickly scrambled after his fake boyfriend, not wanting to be left behind.

    Whenever he needed clothes, Jayden either got them secondhand or in one of the cheap shops close to his and Danny’s place. He had been in this neighborhood before, but all the shops here had always been out of his league.

    Jayden had only taken one step onto the sidewalk when Matt surprised him by taking his hand, holding it tight. He sent a reassuring smile toward Jayden, which he somewhat shakily returned. He normally wouldn’t say he had self-esteem issues, but in this place, he had to resist the urge to find a hole and hide. He didn’t belong here and he never would.

    Once Matt had chosen a store, he flagged down a shop assistant, and moments later they were ushered away from the well-dressed crowd into a private area.

    “Wait here,” Matt ordered the moment he had pushed Jayden into a plush chair, gesturing for the assistant to follow. And since she was a smart woman, she followed the money.

    A good while later, Matt returned with several men and women, each of whom was carrying a mountain of clothes.

    “I want you to try them all on.”

    “All of them?” Jayden gasped, staring at the clothes as if he couldn’t fathom managing such a task.

    “All of them,” Matt confirmed. “Go on,” he insisted, making a