Chapter 2
To say dinner was uncomfortable would be an understatement. Trevor had seen straight man out of his element behaviour too many times to be amused by it. He’d lost count of how often he’d played the game of touching the other person’s knee and observing the reaction.
Usually the straight guy struggled to work out if it was merely an innocent contact, or…But Trevor didn’t want to try any of that with Paul. Not least because Paul’s reaction could be to thump him. Trevor liked Paul. The man, all six foot two of reasonably well-formed, but not overly bulging muscle. His dirty blond closely-cropped hair. His light blue eyes. And if that wasn’t enough, the man had dimples when he smiled. Trevor had to shake himself. No, despite Paul’s evident physical attractiveness, Trevor knew he wa
