“Brent?”
“Yeah?”
“I’ve already done something that could have made you really pissed with me. But we’re cool, right?”
I grinned. “I’m here, aren’t I?”
“Super! So what do you say I give you some more lessons? You call the shots. Tell me what you want to do. We won’t do anything you don’t want to. And I’ll sort of coach you through it.”
My body screamed at me, “Yes, yes!” My conscience said, “But there’s Gabe.” Another voice asked, “Wouldn’t it be better if you ever get together with Gabe if you’d had some experience first?”
“Yeah, Guy. I’d like that, if you’re willing. But a hot guy, woops, no pun intended—”
He laughed. “No problemo, Brent. I get that all the time.”
“Okay, then, I don’t understand why you’d be interested in me. You have the perfect body.”
“That’s what a lot of guys
