Chapter 5
“Hold on a second!” Barnaby yelled when the doorbell to his apartment rang for the second time. He recapped his lip gloss and spritzed hairspray over his hair and then hurried from his bedroom to the door.
He’d pretty much been trying to decide what to wear for his date with Nathan all day. He wanted to look good but be comfortable. Finally, Barnaby had settled on his skinny jeans, a green pullover sweater, and ankle boots. Maybe not GQ, but he didn’t think he’d be a candidate for What Not to Wear, either.
Barnaby opened the door with a ready smile. “Hey—what’s wrong?” Nathan frowned and kept looking back over his shoulder.
He pushed Barnaby slightly out of the way and stepped into the apartment. Nathan’s gaze barely flitted across Barnaby, which he had to admit he found anno
