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Troy sat across from Glen as
they waiting for Tony to show up. Glen
ordered his tea, Troy a tomato juice.
Glen’s cell phone rang, it was Tony.”
“We’re waiting.” Glen answered.
“Don’t say I never gave you
anything. You guys look good
together. I’ll talk to you later.” Tony disconnected and Glen rolled his eyes
and shook his head.
“I’m sorry Troy, but the
loser bailed on us.” Glen put his phone
back in his pocket.
“He’s not coming?” Troy’s eyebrows furrowed. “You think it’s because of me?”
Glen saw the other man’s
worry and reacted by smiling and holding up his hand. “In a way it is, and I hope I don’t offend
you. Tony thinks you’d be a good match
for me.”
“Match? Like in boyfriend?” Troy looked down at his tomato juice.
“Yes.” Glen picked up his tea and brought it to his
lips, then paused. “He caught me
watching you Sunday.” Glen sipped his
tea, watching Troy over his cup.
