Chapter 34

Maybe there was something else involved, if he had to be honest. He wasn’t used to staying with one man for this long, wasn’t used to being in a relationship. He couldn’t complain about Armand, either as a roommate or a bed partner, but maybe he’d been feeling just a little bit tied down. He hadn’t really ever seen himself as part of a couple, as half of J.T. and—. Maybe coming on to that businessman had been one of those subconscious things. A what-you-call-it, reflex.

He wasn’t going to try that again, though. It hadn’t felt the same, anyway. He’d always been the one in control, the one doing the selling. He’d felt off balance at Trick. Maybe it was the new city. Maybe he hadn’t really wanted anybody else’s cock. Whatever the reason, he’d felt weird offering his services, and he hadn’t really known what to charge. He’d actually been on the verge of breaking off the transaction when the shit had hit the fan.