Standing in the kitchen destroying the cookie, Jayden was forced to admit the other reason he didn’t want to tell Charley about Darren: her complete lack of sense. If he told her that Darren was not only cute but had put his hand on Jayden’s knee and then cracked a sex joke, she’d march right over to The Brightside on Tuesday afternoon and tell him about Jayden’s crush. And not having a problem with gay people was completely different from being okay with one of them crushing on you. One hundred percent different. He’d run a mile, and Jayden wanted someone to talk to who didn’t hear all the things he got called at school, and didn’t care if he was gay.
Even if that someone was too attractive for Jayden’s own good.
“There you are. Ooh, chocolate chip. Now,” Charley snapped, muffled a little by the cookie. “Come on. This isn’t on. You’ve gone and had a summer romance, haven’t you? While I was in Madrid for three weeks, you went and found yourself a cute Johnny boy, didn’t you?”