“But I will say you don’t be stupid about it,” Dad said firmly. “I’m talking condoms, Jayden. I can pick up a couple of packets at the walk-in clinic tomorrow. And I want you to talk to this boy about what he’s done before. If he’s had boyfriends—or girlfriends, or whoever—before you, they’re called tests, and you get them done at the clinic at St. Anne’s across town. And you get him tested, because there’s no such thing as too safe, and condoms break, or you forget them, or whatever.”
Jayden could feel himself going scarlet again. This wasn’t, frankly, a talk he’d ever imagined having with his father. Ever. In a million, million years.
“And just some personal advice, kiddo…make sure you know this guy before you go sleeping with him. Guys are guys, straight or gay, and there are a lot of guys out there who want nothing but the sex. And you’re worth more than that.”
“D—he’s not like that,” Jayden interrupted. “He’s not. He’s…he’s nothing like that.”