The weekend we spent together in Ames was spectacular. Over the past few weeks, Thad and I had been getting to know each other over the phone and by email, our quirks, bad habits, as well as the good things.
Thad talked a lot about the way he’d behaved in the past. He’d come from a broken home and had learned to build up walls to protect himself. I told him about my Dad and how much I missed him.
We walked around the town, went back to the museum, and even hung out in the game room in his building. A lot of people knew him well, and I could see in their eyes that they respected and liked him. He just didn’t see it yet.
“So when are you going to f**k me, Ben?” he asked as we sat beside each other on the couch in his tiny apartment, my head on his shoulder.
I chuckled. “That what you wan
