“Sounds pretty dull to me.”
“No, honestly! You’re such an impressive guy. A local celebrity. The gay guy who’s earned the respect of the community because of the way he’s reenergized things at Sunrise. But when you’re asleep, despite the ‘stache and goatee, you’re like a boy. A golden boy. You’re beautiful with your hair down, by the way.”
Even though we’d been as intimate as two people can be the night before, I’m sure I blushed. I wasn’t used to people saying that kind of thing about me. Kyle certainly never did. And with Stan Klusza, the artist I’d had s*x with earlier that fall, it had just been a hot coupling and then goodbye.
After quick trips to the bathroom, we got back in bed and I showed him just how attractive I found him.
An hour or so later, we cleaned up and went to the k
