The look on Mario’s face said he would rather have come in through the back door, but he manfully crawled inside, coming to his feet with a bit of a smile. “That definitely put me in my place.”
“Yeah, well…” Steven returned to the piano bench, looking at Mario in question. “So what’s so important you came all the way down to New Orleans to see me?”
“You’re not going to give me a break, are you?” When Steven remained mute, Mario nodded. “Is it okay if I sit down?”
Steven shrugged, keeping his eyes on Mario as he grabbed the only chair and brought it closer, before sitting.
After taking a deep breath, Mario said, “You wanted to know why I’ve been resisting our having any sort of relationship.” He paused, staring at Steven. “There is a very good reason and I’m putting all my faith and tru
