Chad Danforth Novels & Stories

I said to him. "That's all you can think about right now huh?" Chad asked, his lips curving in a mischievous smirk. "It's hard to find you attractive with that beard," I said plainly to him. I was expecting a come back, but he just kept smiling. His eyes lit with a kind of light I hadn't seen in him before. “How long have I been out?” I asked. “Two whole weeks, Danny,” he answered softly, his voice heavy. “Fourteen days and four hours into the fifteenth day.”