Chapter 32

“Aaron Zeller, nice to meet you.”

He took it and held on instead of shaking it, his brown eyes wide and fixed on my face. “Oh my God. This is awesome.” His voice was breathy. Then he shook his head, turned beet red, and seemed to realize what he was doing. He pulled his hand away and grinned widely. “I think it’s great that you’re gay.”

Okay, that was a little weird. “Um, thank you?”

“Shit,” he muttered. His blush impossibly darkened. “Sorry. I’m sorry. I mean, I think it’s great that your character is gay and that there is going to be a gay relationship on the show. I know that the conservatives are going fucking crazy over it, but don’t let it get you down. I think this is really important.”

There’d been a lot of buzz over the last week, and the barista was right. The conservative right was having a field day, screaming about the show. My smile turned real. “Thanks, man. I do, too.”