Caffe Latte (Love Like Coffee #1) by Dee Aditya

Author:Dee Aditya
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: romance, contemporary, mm, gay romance, gamers, barista, closeted

CHAPTER 7

I was hoping Haylee wouldn’t be home when I got back.

So naturally she was sitting right in the living room― and Abel was there too, how nice― when I walked in, looking like I’d fallen into a gutter somewhere.

Haylee swore in Japanese and ran to the bathroom to get towels. Abel hurried over to help me out of my wet clothes.

“Why didn’t you get a cab?” he asked, tsking when my shirt tag got tangled up with my chain and got stuck around my neck.

“Didn’t want to,” I mumbled, wriggling out of my shirt and toeing my boots off.

Haylee returned with an armload of towels and tossed one on my head. “You dumbass, you wanna come down with pneumonia?”

“Sorry.” I shrugged and started toweling my hair dry.

“Wait.” Abel pointed to the bathroom. “Go take a warm shower, and I’ll bring you clothes. You’ll feel better once you’re clean.”

Standing in the shower, I scrubbed my scalp till all of the pink went down the drain.

Abel had been right. By the time I finished my shower, I was much calmer, though the hurt feeling still simmered inside my stomach.

Okay, Francisco had made it clear that he wasn’t out to his family, but there was no reason to just completely ignore me like the way he had. He could have introduced me as a friend, or could have just told me that he’d talk to me later, or something. Instead, he chose to act like he didn’t know me at all, which was a vastly hurtful thing to do.

And what was with that look the old guy gave me? Like I was gum on his shoes, or something just as yucky. And I was just sitting there and not even doing anything that could have made him react like that.

I stared at my reflection in the bathroom mirror. I was a little short, and my eyes were kinda bigger than most guys. My hair, completely devoid of any artificial product, hung to my neck in a pale blond tangle. My body was wiry, though it was a soft wiry. I waxed my body hair, so my skin was soft and smooth. I was quite good-looking. Not as handsome as Francisco, sure, but I was pretty okay. I didn’t deserve to be looked at like that. Nobody deserved to be looked at like that.

I dressed in the clothes Abel had laid out for me on the counter and stepped out of the bathroom with a towel over my head.

“Hey, have you been crying?”

I couldn’t look Haylee in the eyes and lie. Well, I could, but she’d figure it out immediately, so there was no point in it anyway.

“Maybe I have, but I’m not anymore, so can we just not talk about it?”

“How about no?” She stood with her hands on her hips, and though she was an inch shorter, I felt like I was looking up at her. “What happened, Ben? You were so happy when you were getting ready for your date, and now you look like someone trashed your Nintendo 3DS.

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