“Hope you don’t mind sharing a cabin. We’re pretty full right now.”
What can I really say? No?After all, beggars can’t be choosers.Mitch’s gut churned at the reception he was sure to receive. Tension returned, causing his shoulders to ache. There was a reason everyone stayed clear of him. He doubted this guy would be any different. “Okay.”
Nate eyed him for a second then looked straight ahead. “He won’t care if you’re gay, if that’s what’s bothering you.”
“How can you be sure?”
Nate lips pulled back into a wolfish smile. “Because he’s bi. Although he leans more toward the ladies than the gents.”
“Good to know.” Just perfect. He’ll be sizing me up like a side of beef and bringing in some chick for a night of bed bouncing fun. Joy.