Lyndon looked over at him for so long he nearly ran off the road. For a moment he thought Curtis was telling him he’d only ever been with trans men, then he realized Curtis was coming out in the most awkward way possible. Lyndon didn’t know whether he wanted to laugh, or sigh like Curtis was fond of doing, or something different altogether, but he had to give the man something.
Curtis met his eyes, then looked away. Lyndon drove over the rumble strip and yanked the van back into his lane, focused on the road again.
“Sorry,” he said, then, suddenly terrified Curtis wouldn’t realize he was apologizing for nearly running off the road, “But, yeah, sure.”
“Yeah, sure?” asked Curtis. He still sounded concerned.
“Really, this is how you’re coming out to me?” Lyndon glanced over at Curtis agai
