Chapter 9Jason had hung out and interacted with many people over the years, and he had dated some of them. However, he couldn’t remember feeling as comfortable and safe as he was at the moment, sitting upright on a wooden chair in Henry’s studio and reading a horror novel that he had brought from home. Charles was seated on another chair about two feet away from Jason, and he was playing a mobile game on his smartphone. For the most part, Jason wasn’t looking in Henry’s direction, but he could certainly sense the man’s eyes on him at all times. Henry’s gaze was intense. Jason could tell that Henry liked his face a lot, and he wasn’t being narcissistic. After years of being ogled by strangers, he had a sixth sense when it came to something like that. Henry’s gaze wasn’t creepy or s****l, th
