“So, how’d it go?”
They’re on Rodeo, heading back to the small apartment they share. The car’s purring along in gear and Brett’s hand is warm in Johnny’s. The music, the A/C, the streetscape speeding by…it’s perfect, a glistening pearl of a moment captured in time. The last thing Johnny wants to think about is that horrible lunch.
But Brett watches him, waiting. With a shrug, Johnny admits, “It could’ve gone better.”
“I heard you tell Lou she’s a bitch.”
Johnny glances at his lover and sees the hint of a grin playing around the edges of Brett’s lips. “You could’ve warned me.”
“I hoped she would be swept off her feet by that dazzling charm of yours.” Brett winks to show he’s kidding and gives Johnny’s hand a quick squeeze. “Don’t take it personal, babe. Rumor has it she’s that way with
