Chapter 29

Those words festered inside him, unspoken. Alex forced an easy

shrug and hoped his voice sounded unaffected when he replied,

“Sure.”

In a quiet voice Jamie asked, “Why can’t you like me?”

Shit.

“I dolike you,” Alex said, keeping his gaze on the

table. He wouldn’t look at Jamie and see that pout, he

wouldn’t.

But Jamie sighed. “I know you do. I see it in your eyes. In your

hands when you touch me, and in your voice when you speak. But

there’s something in you that doesn’t like me very much at

all.”

“That’s not true—”

“Then why can’t you likeme?” Jamie persisted. “You

look at me like I’ve always dreamed of being looked at, like

somehow you’re seeing insideme, but you won’t…”

He sighed again, and Alex blinked to clear the tears from his

eyes. How perceptive wasthis kid? Or were his emotions that

easily read? Jesus.

“I’ve tried everything I know, Alex, every way I can

imagine to get you to touch me like I know you want to, like we