Chapter 10
Though tender and succulent, the steak on his plate might as well have been a cheap burger. Dean dismissed the flavour after the first few bites. He ate because he suspected he needed the energy for later, but every forkful meant interminable time spent at the dinner table. Jay watched his every movement. The intensity of his lover’s gaze caused Dean to grow hot in numerous ways. His skin began to itch with a need he couldn’t put a name to. He twitched, struggling to stay in his seat. The irritation became uncomfortable like prickly heat. He left some food on his plate because it became difficult to swallow.
He checked out the hall. The windows were open but their table was toward the middle and to the front where a small raised platform and lectern stood. Seemed the dining ha
