Chapter 16
Sabastian
“You said once we gotto New York, we’d go shopping.I can’t stay shut up in this hotel with you through the entire trip.What’s wrong with you?You’ve been this way for a year.You come home from work, you don’t socialize, there’s a whole new world in Dallas, never mind New York.There are clubs and this party.You don’t see anyone, and you barely say anything when I ask you how’s your day.The only thing you have energy for is to film those damned videos.”
“Are you finished?”I rolled my eyes.I thought he’d appreciate being in New York.What did he need me for?He was always an independent contractor.
“No.Not yet—”
“Well, I’ve had enough, and if you go on like this you can get yourself another room,” I said.He rolled his eyes at me.
“You invited me to New York—”
“And you invited me to a party.Robby, can’t you see I’m sick.”
“You’re not sick.Not in the sense of being sick.”He walked over to me and placed his palm on my forehead, then he pushed my head.
“Hey, watch it.I’m a sick man here.”Then he plopped down on my queen bed, and glared.
“Can’t you sit on your own bed.I don’t like you that close to me.”
“What are you afraid of, Sabastian?You might find me attractive and—”
I had to stop him.We made a mistake when we first met, and it wouldn’t be repeated not in my lifetime or his.
“And nothing,” I barked.He leaned forward disregarding what I’d said earlier.
“I know what’s wrong with you.You don’t want to go to this party tonight because you might enjoy yourself.I promised my friend since we were in New York, we’d stop by.”
“I can’t do this.”
“What?Meet a guy?Isn’t that what most gay men want to be introduced to a handsome single dude?”
“Some,” I said with a sarcastic tone, hoping Robby would take the hint.But Robby never knew when to walk away from anything.He was like a dog who had eaten all the meat off a bone, and kept gnawing on it looking for more.
“I promised my friend you and I would be there.Not me, but both of us.He’s super cute and hopefully you’ll forget that Cam dude.”
I didn’t respond, because for some reason I couldn’t get past that night with him.Maybe it was my fault.Instead of me snaring him with the sex, he’d managed to trap me.I knew he wasn’t trying to do this, it appeared he wanted that one off and to get on with his life, because he never came out of the bathroom to apologize or contact me.