He had no control over it whatsoever. It reminded him of being sixteen and
desperate to get noticed by Ryan Jenkins in the rugby team. Eduardo had hung
around after sports practice even though he was only in school for extra maths
work and had never touched a rugby ball without protest since he first knew
sport existed. He remembered standing there, humiliated and aching, as Ryan
Jenkins had just marched past, smirking scornfully at him. But then Ryan’s
team-mate Jerry Cook had turned his head, grinned over his shoulder and winkedat Eduardo.
That
wink had made Eduardo flush scarlet from head to toe, just like he was right now.
It had also led to a rather torrid and epiphanic summer affair, but that was
another story.
“Another
time,” he said, rather startled to hear the words come from his mouth. “Maybe.”
Nuri
held his gaze for a moment later then nodded. “Okay. Now I will take you home.”
“You