Chapter 68

“You didn’t really answer my question, though.”

He walked around me and stood behind the chair. “Well, I can’t sit behind a desk all day and if I’m around straight people for too long I get rashes. Eczema mostly.” He sighed, turning serious. “I’m just too complicated for real life. Does that make sense to you?”

“Does it make sense to me? Are you kidding? Fuck, yeah it does.”

“I don’t do ordinary very well.”

“Because you’re nothing but.”

“Be careful, if you don’t stop complimenting me, I’ll get used to it.” He tucked his scissors back into his kit and assessed his work.

“That’s the whole point, Myles.” I grabbed his hand.

But of course, he pulled away. “That’s three inches off, as ordered.”

I ran a hand through my wet hair. It felt lighter and much better. “Thanks.”