Wade by Jenny Wood

Author:Jenny Wood [Wood, Jenny]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-08-16T18:30:00+00:00

Wade

Being a part of awesome news tonight was really an honor. Sharing it with Foster, was a bonus. Twice, I caught myself with my hand in his hair like a fucking weirdo. I didn’t realize it until the first time when I felt him freeze beneath my hand; when I looked over at him, I also noticed the other guys watching me closely. Kingsley was smug, Cameron looked delighted, and the other guys were a mixture of all the others. I’m not sure why they all took such an interest in me, but at times like these, I was a bit worried what it meant. I’d heard of the so called, matchmakers. Then again, maybe it wouldn’t hurt to have their help. I’m clearly out of my league here.

“I had a really good time tonight, your friends are crazy, but in the best way.” His smile is so open and not a trace of the anxiousness that I’m used to seeing from him. Putting my hands on him and being in his personal space was something that felt so natural to do it, I wasn’t even aware that I was doing it at first. Then, when he didn’t seem to care, I kept doing it because I liked it. I’d never thought that I could be in a place where I’d be comfortable being out with other gay men, or able to put my arm around someone or touch them in public that we might be construed as a couple. Hiding was always easiest, but being open about it; knowing that my friends know if they didn’t before, they all do now, but even knowing that they know is huge and it feels so liberating.

“I’m glad you could come. It looked like the husbands have claimed you. I warned you about Cam; I know how they are.” I couldn’t hold back my smile when I looked at him; he looked so content. He rolled his eyes, and it looked so carefree.

“He’s a pushy little shit, that’s for sure.” We both laughed, remembering Cam’s reaction to not being able to give Foster his number and instead of hunting down our waitress and asking her for a pen and paper so we could all write ours down for him. He made Foster promise that he’d either carry them with him, always; or memorize all of our numbers. I didn’t care who else’s he remembered, but I’d like it if he remembered mine.

We pull up to his apartment, and I shut off the truck. He turns towards me just slightly and opens his mouth to say something just as I do.

“I was thinkin’ about asking you over for dinner. Would you be open to that?” I ask and his mouth slams shut and his eyes go wide. I could’ve finessed that a little better, I’m sure.

“I know you’re just getting out of a thing and I’m not sure where you’re at with that or anything, and I’m gonna be real honest here, I’ve never in my life, dated openly.

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