21 - Wednesday’s Worries
The age of his server out of the way, Josh hoped to build a tentative friendship.
No, it would be more than a friendship: his fingers itched to grab the thin shoulders, pass one hand on the red waves of hair, trace the delicate jaw with a finger. He experienced potent reveries in the night that left him panting and sweating in his apartment bed.
Not only was the boy older, he was knowledgeable, and curious, with a wealth of culture. Even if Rob told him he looked it up on the internet,
When he had heard Rob explaining about the Kon-Tiki expedition, Josh had felt elation. It had been a wonderful moment. The red-haired elf had a knack for being outgoing, and put people at ease.
He followed with this eyes the slim back of his new server as Rob rushed inside the k
