Chapter 22

“I…” Jayden stepped back, dropped his hands, and stuffed them in his pockets, feeling the heat rushing to his face. His mouth wasn’t numb anymore. It flickered and sparked, like a buzz on the surface. “I’ve…um…been wanting to do that for a while.”

Darren nodded slowly. “Okay…”

“Sorry,” Jayden breathed, and turned to brush past him, hunching his shoulders against the cold and the embarrassment. Who did that? Who just grabbed a guy and planted one on him the minute he said he was gay? It was just so…so stupid!

“Hey!” Darren yelled, and Jayden paused. He could feel the shakes in his hands again. He was sweating unpleasantly despite the cold. To hell with it, he was bloody scared. “There’s an indie coffee shop on the corner of Market Square that does live music on Saturday evenings. Want to come with me?”