The Kinsey Scale by CJane Elliott

Author:CJane Elliott [Elliott, CJane]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: gay romance
ISBN: 978-1-64080-895-9
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Published: 2018-11-08T16:00:00+00:00

“OKAY,” JERRY said as they sat in the booth in Alekos.

“Okay.” Eric picked up his cup of coffee and then set it down again. “I think you’re wrong about Will. We’ve gotten close, but he’s totally straight. I’m just a friend to him.”

Jerry groaned. “You never get when people are interested in you. I remember having to knock you over the head with a two-by-four before you figured it out with me.”

“Not literally,” Eric said, but he smiled a little at the memory of Jerry in his scandalously tight pants at the dorm holiday party their freshman year. He came over and straddled Eric in a chair, snaked his arms around his neck, and gave him a dirty kiss that had curled his toes. Mmm. “I don’t want to talk about Will. Let’s go back to your place.”

“Eric, stop. You’re impossible. Stop sidetracking me. Plus you’re the one who can’t handle friends with benefits, so the answer is no.”

“Jesus. All right. What?” Eric accepted a piece of blueberry pie from the waitress and drove his fork into it.

“Why do I even bother?” murmured Jerry. He took a dainty sip of his herbal tea, placed the cup down, and rolled up his sleeves. “Okay. Since you aren’t getting what I’m trying to tell you about Will, I guess I need to elaborate.”

Eric nodded curtly, his mouth full of blueberry pie.

“So he’s saying to me how great you are, how lucky I am to have you as a boyfriend, and going on and on. I tried to change the subject and talk about his girlfriend, like, how I was sorry they broke up and all. And….” Jerry stopped and wrinkled his brow.

“And?” Eric prompted.

“Wait. I’m trying to remember. He got all red in the face and said something strange.”

“Oh, don’t tell me. There is no girlfriend?”

“That was it. How did you know? I was about to ask him what he meant but he chose that moment to run into the bathroom and throw up.” Jerry shuddered. “No talking to him after that.”

“That doesn’t mean anything. He said that to me at Thanksgiving, but it’s bogus. Because when I asked him about it, he didn’t even remember saying it.”

“Hmm. Whatever. He was pretty drunk. All I’m saying is you might want to watch yourself around your roomie. Don’t want you breaking his heart or anything.”

“Oh, please,” Eric said. “As if.”

“I’m just sayin’.” Jerry straightened up and smiled cheerfully. “Hey, enough of this. Let’s go to my place and get stoned.”

Eric eyed Jerry suspiciously. “Really? You told me no to going to your place.”

“Baby, you need to mellow out. And so do I, after dealing with your semistraight, very adorable, and totally drunk roommate. So come on. But no hanky-panky.” Jerry stood and waited for Eric to do the same.

“Hanky-panky. You sound like my grandmother,” Eric grumped as he stood and threw some money on the table.

“Only if she’s gay, hot, and beautiful, darling.”

“Yeah, okay. After you, Granny.”

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