Not having a good enough excuse to resist Charlie’s sudden invite, I have no alternative but to honor her request. Later, when I see Frank, I wonder he fell victim to this same technique. But that man adores his wife and would do everything for her…even tolerate the love she seems to feel for me, for some strange reason.
“If you weren’t gay, I would be jealous,” Frank starts as soon as he sees me, but then immediately smiles. “Charlie adores you. You know that, right?” he says, hugging me. It’s strange how a man who is nothing but my friend’s husband, can be so loving and caring with me.
“I know. I love her, too.”
“I know,” Frank answers, pulling away from me, but I see a trace of reproach in his eyes. Maybe he thinks I don’t care enough about our friendship. Actually, he’s right.
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