Trainwreck Pt. 3 (The Train Finale)
When Kyle and I pulled up outside Liam and Ashley’s place, McKenzi had already been there for hours. We had selected the unspoken day that she normally visited her other family’s place for the day of our outing and agreed that she should go over first. It seemed to me a tacit understanding of the differences in our relationship—there was Kyle and I and there was us and Mack. That Kyle had drifted closer to me in the equation was gratifying, but not necessarily healthy. He’d held my hand for the whole of the fifteen-minute drive across town. I could feel his hardness through his pants as my hand lay in his lap. “You nervous?” I said. He shot a grin at me. “Of course.” “Me too.” He turned onto the parkway, morning sun at …