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“No, I’m not gay. Maybe a little bit bi, but only Colt knows that, so can we keep that between us?”
“You’re bi? As in bisexual?”
“Yeah. Is that a problem?”
I shake my head until I can speak. “No, no. I’m just surprised. I had no idea…”
“Look, if a hot guy and a hot girl are standing in front of me and I had to choose just one, then nine out of ten times, I’d probably go for the chick, right? But like, if there were an apocalypse that took out all the women or if I had to spend ten years in prison with only men, then I could get by just fine, you know?”
“No, Jordan, I don’t know. I’ve only ever been with women. A lot of women. I’ve never once thought about a guy like that before.”
“Before the pretty boy biker offered to blow you?”
I shake my head so hard it may fall off. “No. Ten out of ten times I’m picking the woman.”
“Sure,” he says, but it doesn’t sound like he believes me. “Where did you two even meet?”
“Long story.”
“I’ve got time.” Jordan comes over and sits down on the rolling stool, sliding it closer to me.
Leaning, my back against the side of Mrs. Douglas’s Buick, I release a sigh of defeat. Maybe it’ll be good to get this shit off my chest so I can forget about him once and for all. “Fine. Thane caught me at Bear’s ex’s wedding reception. We had words. He patted me down and found my gun, stole it and most of the shit from my wallet.”
“Well, if you ask me, he came by because he wants to play with your gun. Show you his gun. Any or all gun metaphors apply here. Is that all that happened?”
“No, not exactly. I, ah, liked it.”
“You liked being robbed?”
“No! I liked when he touched me.”
“Oh. Oh! You got hard!”
Hearing those words spoken aloud makes me want to puke. “If you tell anyone about him…”
“Dude, I won’t. Swear on my mother’s life, okay?” he says with both of his palms raised in the air. “Will you just promise me something?”
“What?” I ask, then take a deep breath to try and calm my temper down. I’m not mad at Jordan, so I shouldn’t take this shit out on him.
“If you’re even a little interested in crossing guns with him, then don’t be a pussy. Trying something new or different won’t kill you. You either like it or you don’t, and then you move on. Okay?”
He thinks I should give it – Thane – a try? Hell no.
“I would’ve figured out by now if I were gay or bi. I’m not. I’m almost twenty-four years old, and it’s always been women for me.”
“Sexuality is fluid.”
I cross my arms over my chest in annoyance because I’m once again lost, and I hate always having to stop and ask for directions.
“What does that mean?” I huff.
“It means you can change your mind about who you want to fuck whenever you want at twenty-four or fifty-four or even seventy-four.”
“Yeah, well, I’ll never change my mind about Thane. He’s an asshole.”
“Never say never,” Jordan replies with a grin. “I don’t think that’s the last time you’ll be seeing the pretty asshole.”
“Why do you say that?”
