Yes, Gavin. Was I just rechanneling my cravings? Should I respect the response? Back home, starting a new life. So I vote yes. Gorgeous. The smile; that wit. Some shared interests too. Yeah. Stuff to discuss with him.
A child of older parents, he’d been deprived of the easy raillery or mocking guidance about s****l matters a younger couple might have offered their sole off-spring. All he had to rely on were overheard jests in the halls or in the senior lounge, or patient hints from his occasional girlfriends. His romantic life had always been a ricocheting cue ball; each new attraction intense but brief. He could always move on, and away—back into his own quiet world.
Until Gavin. In one day (hell, in ten seconds) Gavin blew his cover. That first vision in Holmes started it; their chat j
