Henry didn’t know how true the latter part of that statement was, so he didn’t say anything other than to ask another question. “Why did you wanna have s*x with me?”
Vito chuckled. “Because you laid down naked beside me?”
“I suppose that’s as good a reason as any,” Henry said sadly.
Vito reached up and tweaked Henry’s n****e—hard. “Ouch!” Henry pulled away.
Vito said, “You want to know the real reason? The real reason is because I like you, maybe even I’m falling for you, in spite of lots of little voices inside me telling me it’s a very bad idea. They’re saying you’re too young, too rich. You’ve got too many problems of your own. I’ve got too many problems of my own. I’m not ready. I need more time. They’re telling me all that.
“And I think, finally, and I know I’m right, that those
