Zeke didn’t just hear the hesitancy in Vitali’s voice as well as see it in his eyes. Sighing heavily, he said, “You’re right, Vi. Things have moved fast... maybe a bit too fast, but one of the things I learned working the streets for so long, is that a person needs to roll with it, otherwise, a person can get crushed. I’m not going to lie and say I’m not scared to death by all this, but I’m not stupid either. I want you as a... uh... amante. The thing is, we can’t pretend I’m not who I am, Vitali. I’m a male prostitute. I’ve sold my body to men for money. I’m not ashamed of what I’ve done in my life to get by, but I’m not proud of it either. I did what I had to do, and won’t apologize for it, or feel shame, but I also don’t want you to get blowback because of it.”
“I know and—”
“Let me
