Chapter 71

“Two guys had me. The first was in my sophomore year. His name was Louis Venzi. He was French and hated Americans, but he seemed to like me; I still don’t know why to this day.”

“How long were you two together?”

“Nine months. He was a senior. He graduated and moved back to Paris.”

“So he was older than you?”

“Most of the guys I went out with and shared relationships with were older than me.”

“What about the second long-term relationship you had? Who was it with?”

A laugh escaped his beautiful mouth and he said, “Brent Bannerman. He was forty and I was twenty. I was a junior in college.”

“Tell me about him.”

And so he did. Bannerman made jewelry for a living, which he sold online: turquoise bracelets, teardrop-shaped Cubic Zirconia earrings, silver-plated necklaces, and pendants in various animal themes. He had a small house in Cincinnati, two dogs, and a pool. Tuck admitted, “I think I liked his pool more than I liked him.”

“So you like to swim?”