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Chapter 4

“Probably thinks the same of you,” Dawson said.

Raleigh’s French fry stopped mid-air. “Please, don’t say anything.” People in town that knew him pitied him for being the poor black kid who’d made good of himself despite having a hard life. He’d always been hyper-aware of the judgements passed on him because of his skin-color, but…his mind spun. The idea of being judged for his enjoyment of sex made him physically sick. It was his and the guy he chose to fuck’s business, nobody else.

“Secret’s safe with me, bro.” Dawson drew a crisscross over his heart.

Raleigh nodded his head in agreement.

“You go to school anywhere?” Dawson asked.