Chapter 13: In the Kitchen—GeorgeTo say George was startled was an understatement. Peter was…well. Peter was making at pass at him. In the kitchen. At teatime.
For a frantic moment George took mental inventory about who was still around. Had everyone gone home? Was Alice going to burst in to remind him of something he’d forgotten?
“Wuh?” he said, intelligently.
“I’d like to kiss you,” Peter repeated.
How did he manage to say that aloud? George had never said that aloud to another living being. Let alone another man. In the daylight.
Peter began to draw away and George panicked.
“Yes,” George said. “That sounds…” he swallowed. “Yes,” he said, finally.
“Yes?” Peter repeated.
George nodded. “Yes,” he said.
Peter gave another little tug on his arm and George ended up leaning against P
