The next Friday was the day the bar results were to be announced. Clark planned a special night for Thomas. He’d bought lobster and champagne. He’d learned Thomas loved mashed potatoes and gravy, so he planned on having that as well.
Things were going so very well, Clark also intended to ask Thomas if he’d meant what he said the day they’d had s*x on his desk. His lover hadn’t said it since, but Clark didn’t know if that was because Clark hadn’t said it back. This time, if Thomas admitted he had meant it, he intended to say it also. He had fallen in love with Thomas. Yeah, maybe it was crazy fast, but it felt too right to worry about whether it was moving too fast.
Clark took a deep breath and signed on to the State Bar website. Maybe he should wait until Thomas told him the news himself
