Alex found it incredible that Nick had no idea how adorable he looked when he was perplexed. Alex often loved to do or say something bewildering just for the hell of it. This time, his slip had been just that: a lapse on his part. His emotions didn’t bother Alex, although he wasn’t ready to dissect them yet; he simply wasn’t very comfortable with declaring his feelings. He wasn’t one for telling men or women that he found them attractive, beautiful, or…whatever. Surely they knew that, or he wouldn’t be with them. Stood to reason. So why did women need the verbal confirmation? Why did Nick? Yet he’d experienced a moment of frustration there over Nick’s lack of awareness, both of his own qualities and of how Alex felt. What was Nick waiting for? For Alex to tell him he loved him? That sure a
