“You going to April’s party tonight?”
A searching question if ever he heard one. Dean took a few seconds pretending the paperwork distracted him. “No, I’m not.”
“You and those Reids aren’t getting along the way you used to.”
His father noticed? “We’ve grown up. Things change.”
His father nodded as if it made sense, but as the man ambled off, Dean stared at his back. His father was the inquisitive type, even intuitive. He might not probe, but he’d be wondering, making guesses. No way for his father to guess…What? That Dean was gay? He couldn’t be. He continued to like women. It didn’t make sense. If he failed to understand his emotions and motives, how could his father comprehend?
Maybe Jay calling a halt was best before anyone discovered what they were doing. Well, if not a halt, at l
