Chapter 8

“Thanks, man. Appreciate it.”

Then the two of them continued to chat inside the pantry for a few minutes longer. Blake knew Justin was off-limits, but the two of them could always be friends. There was no harm in that. The two of them were just colleagues and friends who hung out together. He just had to be more careful in selecting his words. He didn’t want his words to sound sexual because Justin might not like that. Besides, he had never received any hint through Justin’s words or actions that the man might like him, too. Most importantly, he was aware Justin already had someone else in mind. He hated that motherfucking bastard without even knowing who he was. Lucky son of a bitch. If he had only met Justin a lot faster, he might have had the opportunity to go out on dates with him. It just wasn’t meant to be.