Brandi-with-an-I leans heavily against Rich as he leads her down the hall to the testing lab. Strands of her blonde hair tickle his chin, but he doesn’t push her away. Encouraged, she slips a hand into his and gives it a squeeze, then pulls his arm around behind her waist to move in closer. “Are you still gay if you’re the only guy left in the world?” she asks.
Is she serious? Rich gives her a strange look and shakes his head. “Give it up, honey. We’re not having sex.”
She lets out a dramatic sigh and leans her head on his shoulder. “All I’m saying is—”
“I’m with someone.” Rich types a quick code into the keypad on the lab door and it unlocks with an audible click. “His name’s Donnie. You’ll meet him real soon.”
Her eyes go wide. “He’s still alive?”
You can say that, Rich thinks, but
