Page 14 of Jacob Michaels is Not Crazy

“Then why didn’t you just say that you’re human and that’s all?”

“Because I didn’t want to lie inadvertently.” He shrugged, shoving more omelet in his mouth.

He was eating faster by the second, which made me nervous. Was he trying to finish this meal so that he could leave and avoid my questions about his genetics?

“It’s not lying if you think you’re telling the truth, Lucas.”

“Okay.” He said. “I think I’m telling the truth. Eat your food.”

“What’s the rush?” I cut at my omelet with the side of my fork.

Lucas shoved the last bite of his omelet in his mouth, chewed it just a few times and swallowed it in a way that looked painful. He leaned in as I brought the bite of my omelet to my lips.

“The rush is to get your food finished because we need to leave.” Lucas’ voice was thick as he stared at me. “Because I need to have sex with you again. Maybe a couple times.”

I swallowed the bite of omelet, nearly choking.

“Eat your food, Rob,” Lucas said firmly. “Then we’re going to my house.”

My brain told my mouth to tell Lucas that he couldn’t just order me around and command me to hurry up and eat then have sex with him. That’s not what came out of my mouth.

“Okay,” I said to Lucas, my fork digging into the omelet again.