Chapter 9

Hanging out with my new best friend was both torture and ecstasy. He was beautiful, from every angle, inside and out, and I would do anything to make him happy. That probably wasn’t healthy, but I had fallen hard and fast, with the blessing of my sibling and his. Only, Wayne was simply interested in friendship, and nothing else, as far as I could tell.

I’d met some of his friends, one or two who had been at that party in the summer, and they weren’t so bad. They even came by the shop with their cars to get work done, which was cool. I still felt a little out of place, but Wayne’s friends weren’t snobs, so I learned to relax, a bit.