When Ash felt the hand on him, he whirled around to see a man standing there. His eyes were bloodshot, and he wore tight gold shorts. Ash gently moved his hand off of him as he forced a smile,
“I’m not into men,” he said, but he did let his eyes wander over the man. He was tall, taller than Ash, which annoyed him a little, but he was lean and well-built, and his eyes landed on the tattoo of the Orion constellation on his hips, but he said nothing.
The man didn’t give up, though; as he took a step closer and Ash took one back, he looked around to see where Kat had disappeared, but she was nowhere in sight, and he was beginning to panic. “I’m not into men,” he snapped. “Stop touching me.”
The man smiled as he took another step forward. “That’s because you’ve never been with one; it’s an e
