“So then you’re not gay.”
“Kent, that’s a quantum leap
in logic. Have you had sex with a woman?” Crispin said with a sight smile on
his face.
“Well, once or twice. Wait a
minute, now you’re making the leap you know.”
With a laugh Crispin nodded
in agreement. ‘Just proving my point, Kent. I’m not totally unaware of
things. I’ve seen how you watch some of the men around here as compared to the
women. Sure you took me up on the dare to make a move on Miss Cell Phone but
I’ve got the feeling it was the challenge of it, not the fact that you were
really all that interested.”
“Got me,” Kent replied with
a shake of his head. “I’m not immune to a charming female but given my druthers
I’ll take a man any day.”
“I figured. Is that why
you’re hanging around right now with someone old enough to be your…uncle?”
“Older brother,” Kent said
in all seriousness. “And maybe. You’re not the only one who keeps tabs on
things. I’ve noticed how you don’t appear even the slightest bit interested in
anyone here, male or female. And some of the women are more than interested in
you.”
Crispin snorted. “I doubt
that.”
“They are, you’re just not
seeing it. You seem to be quite unaware of how good looking you are.”
“Kent,” Crispin said,
suddenly getting it, “are you coming on to me in your own way?”
Kent grinned. “Maybe. Is it
working?”
Instead of answering the
question Crispin replied with, “You’re coming on to an older man who really has
no clue himself if he’d be interested.”
“As they say, you won’t know
until you try. Do you at least find me even a little bit attractive, or
interesting?”
Crispin thought about it
as he looked Kent over with an appraising eye. “You’re cute, athletically
built, a decent conversationalist I’d say from the few times we’ve talked. You
seem to have good manners but you don’t mind asking questions that just might
shock the person you’re talking to which means you’re a bit impertinent as
well.” He tapped his lip consideringly.
“That’s not a bad laundry
list is it? Well unless impertinent means you don’t like someone who speaks
their thoughts.”
“That I have no problem with
as long as they’re honest ones. I can not abide liars.”
“Me neither,” Kent said
seriously. “So,” he took a deep breath, “if I asked you out to supper sometime
would you consider it?”
“I’m actually hungry right
now.” Crispin laughed at the look on Kent’s face and his stuttered, ‘But I thought…’ “Sometimes thinking is
overrated. Yes I said I should head home, but I don’t have to. My family
consists of one father and one brother, neither of whom will die of shock if
I’m later than usual. So…dinner sounds good to me.”
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