Chapter 29

“Inside?” I asked between kisses.

“I can’t.” Two fucking words—and God damn them! “I don’t like it in there.” Angel said more.

“I know. Pretty soon, we’ll go off to college. Maybe I should run away now. Maybe we both can.”

Angel took a step back. He put on his short-sleeved shirt, the one that was the wettest. “I wish.”

“You don’t, though,” I said. “Your family is…normal.”

He smiled. “I wish yours was…for your sake.” Angel picked up the Band-Aids.

“My dad didn’t tell my mom, I don’t think. About us kissing, I mean. He didn’t tell anyone. Hell, maybe he doesn’t even remember…or maybe he does, but he’s pretending he doesn’t. That’s kind of his MO.”

“It’s okay” Angel tried again to stick a Band-Aid on my arm. “My parents know. I told them.”

“You did?”

“Yeah. I told Uncle Dante first, and then…Mama and Papa. They’re cool. It’s all good.”

“Did you tell them you’re gay, or did you tell them you’re in love with me?”