I listened.
Before I knew it, I was locked in his bearish arms, attached to his chest in a massive man-hug. He kept telling me thank you again and again.
I pulled away from him because I felt a bit awkward hugging my sister’s super attractive husband, and said before he left my office, “Renner, I need to know something.”
“What’s that, Joe?”
“The Linear Bar. Why do you go there when you know it’s a gay bar? I’ve always been curious about that.”
He gave me a wink and a wide grin. “There’s a number of reasons.”
“Tell me,” I said. “I really want to know. Cissy thinks you’re into guys now instead of her.”