Chapter 21: Preferring the Company of a Man
San Bisque Island
Las Playas Del Rios Hotel
Room 328
September 1, 20—
7:11 P.M.
He was a few minutes late when he finally arrived. I didn’t mind, though, since we had the rest of the night to spend together. We shook hands like real men. Then, to make him feel at ease, more comfortable, I hugged his bulk. He wore a tight yellow T-shirt that sculpted his core, a pair of khaki shorts, and sandals. A Rolex decorated his wrist, and I noticed he accessorized with his wedding band on the correct finger. Following my hug, I pulled away from him and went to the bar.
“You need a drink.”
“You’re right. Whiskey. Straight. No ice.”
I started preparing our drinks while he watched. “Are you nervous, Lex?”
“A little.” He stared at the faux crystal tum
