Chapter 9

“Again.”

He did it better.

“Seriously,” Milo complained. “Do I have to be up here the whole bloody time?”

“Is good for you to know how Jennifer feels.”

Tom Alan kept catching the current.

“Good Thomas! Excellent!”

“I don’t lift her this high!” Milo protested.

“See what you’ve been missing,” Tom Alan joked. “Dance lifts are for wimps.” He was suddenly ballsy from the praise. “Not really. Sorry. You guys, um, do hard stuff, too.”

“Focus!” Irina Mischen scolded. “No talk! Hand back on Milo, then away. The arm. Do it again.”

“What Jenn’s missing,” Milo said. “I’ll bet that’s why most of you pairs’ blokes are hetero,” he whispered to the top of Tom Alan’s head. “You can touch and see up all kinds of places from down there, can’t you?”

If only you hadn’t changed into long pants, not-at-all-hetero Tom Alan thought