Chapter 6Kel was still pissed when he woke Saturday morning. Pissed at how Richard had acted when he was leaving previous night; and more so at himself for how he’d responded and what he’d said before he walked away. The problem was, he knew Richard wasn’t to blame. “If I hadn’t flipped out like an i***t,” he told his reflection in the bedroom mirror. “He’s just a man, not some—” he snorted, “—not some super villain who wants to take advantage of how I feel about him. Hell, he doesn’t know how I feel. Or he didn’t, until…”
He knew he’d spent half the evening acting like a teenager with a crush on a high school jock every time they’d touched, but Richard was the first man in a long time who interested him in more than a ‘let’s hook up for the night’ way. Why? He didn’t have a clue, but he
