Two weeks later, Nick wondered if he’d have to eat his words, which would amuse Brenda no end. Seeing Greg every day, dealing with his subtly flirtatious comments when they crossed paths in the hallways, made Nick realize the man was more than an excellent designer. Or more to the point, he seems to have designs on me. How do I shut him down, and do I want to?
Whether he wanted to was up for debate. Nick decided to find out if his growing interest in Greg, which he was fighting as hard as he could, was real or just the result of his own lack of personal s*x. To test it, he spent one Saturday night at a club and then in the bed of a nice young man he connected with there. His physical needs were sated, quite well in fact. So the following Monday morning he was dismayed to find he still loo
