Chapter 19I hate to be a c**k-block at this point in the story, but I gotta be: nothing else happened that day.
Once we got onto the street, it was clear that our moment had passed. We stood on the sidewalk, hand in hand, but in reality, Jeremy seemed far, far away.
He stood, blinking, but not seeing. No doubt, the image of Dale’s wet lips sliding down Scott’s pert little hard on was running through Jer’s mind on permanent repeat, and the hetero-bulwark he’d painstakingly raised in his mind was taking a beating.
I squeezed his hand. “You okay?”
He swallowed, not looking at me.
A niggling pain worked its way into my chest. With regret, I reclaimed my hand from his and took a step away.
“No, no!” Jer caught my hand in both of his, pulling me to him. “Don’t move away, Theodore, this isn
