“Oh, my God. Oh, my God.”
His fingers were still shaking. He was shaking everywhere. If he and Dane had known each other before, if they had been in an actual relationship, why hadn’t Dane ever said anything? Why had he allowed Guy to believe they were strangers? Why had he acted like it was the end of the world if they slept together?
Why had Dane lied?
How could Dane lie to him? Especially now, when everything was confusing? When he couldn’t even trust himself? How could he lie when he knew that Guy trusted him without reservation? How could he take advantage of that trust?
And why? Guy couldn’t believe there was a single good reason to lie to him, especially about something so fundamental. Unless, of course, Dane stood to gain something from the pretense. He was probably never a nur
