Gregory’s quiet admission left me speechless. When I remained silent, he continued. “I’d been awarded an internship at a local museum that summer, and I was so excited. I was the youngest intern ever and I was proud of that accomplishment. I was also naïve and very susceptible, turns out. I see that now, but a young adult of barely twenty years old…what do we know at that age?”
He shifted in his chair. “One of the museum’s extremely wealthy patrons had a son. He was a bit like you, self-confident, aware of how good-looking he was, and so charming. He threw money around like water and was a flatterer. I was impressionable. Remember how I told you that I had been saving myself for the perfect guy?”
I nodded.
“Well, I thought, ‘This is it.’ He swept me off my feet and I fell for him. All h
