Evan
It had been a few days since the dinner at my parents' house. I really wanted to talk to Jay about it. There were some things bothering me that my mother said.
One thing that troubled me was how badly this ex of Jay’s had hurt him. How far did he go that my mother mentioned Jay hurting himself?
I know it’s not my place to question him about his exes, but I also don’t want to see Jay hurt. I know one of his big hangups is that I’m not out of the closet, so if I can try to avoid whatever his ex did to hurt him, I will.
I went to his salon with the intent of inviting him to lunch. But when I got there, my mother was inside, having her hair done by Jay himself.
“Evan! Baby, what are you doing here?” she asked when she saw me.
Jay raised an eyebrow at me, curiosity written across his
