And so, yes, I held Trevor’s hand and snuggled closer to him and laughed at all of his jokes and stared at him with googly eyes. None of which were forced, mind you, just icing on Curtis’s jealousy cake.
Ironically, as my roommate froze over, his boyfriend melted. Seeing Trevor with me, it seemed, finally put the jerk at ease. The enemy, namely me, had been disarmed, neutralized; there was no longer a reason to worry that Curtis would suddenly get annexed. There was now peace in the valley. Or at least an uneasy truce. Which didn’t make Aaron any less icky so much as a tad bit more tolerable to be around.
Still, I wasn’t surprised when dessert wasn’t ordered and Curtis and Aaron beat a hasty retreat.
“That was…weird,” said my date when we were again alone. “I thought your roommate was c
