He was attractive for sure, with an earnest, boyish quality. Physically Kelt was probably more Danny Gregory’s type, his last lover who had insisted on Chad waxing as often as he could. Kelt’s arms were smooth, his face sweet, with barely a hint of stubble on his cheeks. Now, under the protective cover of the gazebo, Kelt at last removed his sunglasses and revealed his vulnerable eyes and that’s when Chad realized where he’d seen this man before.
“I remember where I’ve seen you,” Chad started with.
“You saw me outside your office last week. We made eye contact.”
“Were you spying on me?”
“No…not that. Definitely not. I’d already found out from Gigi that you’d met Ken. I was just trying to figure out a way to approach you.”
“I didn’t even know about Ken’s death then. You would have shoc
