On Saturday morning, Bridger was still fairly reeling from the fact that the man who had played such a central role in his erotic and romantic fantasies of late had not only revealed a long-standing crush on Bridger, but also whisked him away to Los Angeles to splash around in the champagne-soaked festivities that surround the Academy Awards.
He was dazzled by the limousine, and by the suite at the Beverly Hilton. Bridger had been positively giddy on the Red Carpet, hanging back while Kai gave two interviews to Korean television, struggling gamely to act casual; as if he strolled through throngs of paparazzi in the company of Matt Bomer and Octavia Spencer every day. He failed miserably at projecting this blasé attitude, but he and Kai made a striking couple. They were a study in contrast
