“Breathtaking,” was what Peter wanted to say, but he caught his lip in his bottom teeth instead and just smiled. They caught each other’s eyes, and that brought a flush to Peter’s cheeks.
“So you and my sister are having a problem?
“I—to be honest, I don’t know how to answer that.” Ned’s gaze was somewhere between pleading and embarrassment. “I was thinking of breaking it off. It’s just not working for me. I mean, she’s a lovely person, really wonderful…”
Peter’s right eyelid started to twitch.
Ned stopped looking at him and muttered, “But I really prefer…”
“It’s okay; I think I understand.” That was Peter, and he was thrilled. Is this guy really gay? Is he bi? How can I ask that; I don’t even know him. I just want to, know him, I mean. A lot.
And right then, there was nothing more t
