“There’s nothing wrong with you if you are,” I said.
“I’m not gay,” Abraham repeated, firmer this time.
“I am,” I said. “Or, bisexual, I guess. Back home, there was this girl, and I don’t know if I can say I loved her. I don’t know if I was with her long enough for that. But she was incredible, Abraham. She made me so happy. She made me feel. There can’t possibly be anything wrong with the way she made me feel.”
“Is that what you think?” Abraham sneered, and I have to admit, the look in his dark eyes took me aback. My little cherubic beauty had become a devil, glaring back at me with all of hell’s fury. “You think you understand me? What do you understand? You think I want to get on my knees and suck c**k like some cheap w***e? That’s what you do, Lucy! That’s what brought you here, was
