“What about me, what?”
“Are you bisexual?” He asked shyly.
“Oh god no! Do I look like an animal?”
Nero stared at me shocked. I let my statement hang out there as long as I could and then laughed.
“I’m kidding. Not about being bisexual. I’m gay. But, I would be fine with it if I was.”
Nero relaxed and laughed. “Hey, maybe you are bi. Maybe you just haven’t met the right girl yet.”
“Yeah, that girl better come with a dick because that’s pretty essential to my fantasies.”
“That could happen,” Nero pointed out.
“True. But still, there’s something about a guy that draws me to them. It’s hard to explain…”
“No, I get it. There’s something about them,” Nero said looking at me and making me hard again. God was he sexy.
“Anyhow, enough about my non-existent love life. Maybe you could tell me what landed you here.”
“Here?”
“You know, having to hang out with me.”
“Luck?”
I laughed. “I’m serious.”
“Me too,” he said with a bucket of charm.
“No, come on. I’m supposed to be here to help you. My professor said that you had an incident?”
Nero looked down and dropped the charm.
“Yeah, I had a run-in with a car.”
“What do you mean?”
Nero hesitated and looked at me.
“Sometimes things can get away from me. When they do, I don’t always make the best decisions.”
“So, when you say you had a run-in with a car…?”
“I might have taken out some frustration on it.”
“Oh!”
“I dented a couple of the doors, smashed a window…”
“Why?”
Nero stared at me for a moment and then looked away.
“I don’t know. There are just times when things get away from me.”
“Have you always been like this?”