He clears his throat, rubs the tip of his nose with two fingertips, a sign that he is obviously nervous, and eventually spits out, “Do you find me at all remotely attractive?”
Relief settles throughout my body and a smile of enlightenment cradles the strange moment. Sure of my decision, I nod my head with pleasure, burst with fireworks in my chest, and answer, “I think you’re hot, Dayton. And, some days I can’t even keep my hands off you.” 8
Our lunch ends and he works at his uncle’s garage for a few more hours. I finish my afternoon classes, read and check a few essays before I decide to head home, and decide to take Craig up on his offer for dinner with his two houseboys.