My phone buzzes with a reply and I have to stop myself from pouncing on it.
Priestley cocks his head. “Aren’t you going to answer that?”
I shake my head.
He laughs. “Why all the secrecy? Is it Mira? Is that it?”
“What? No. Of course it’s not Mira. Mira’s with Mark.”
He cocks an eyebrow. “Exactly.”
“No, Mira’s not cheating on Mark. It’s not her.”
“Okay, so why the secrecy? If you really like this girl, why don’t you bring her to the next mixer? We can all meet her.”
“Um.”
“Unless it’s just a hookup?”
I instantly prickle. Evan is not a ‘just a hookup.’ “What if it’s not a girl?”
“What?”
“I said, what if it’s a guy I’m texting?”
He shrugs. “So, you’re telling meyou’re gay?”
“Bi.”
“Fine. Why wouldn’t you just tell me that in the first place? Do you think I’m some kind of small-minded bigot?”
I just blink at him before spluttering a reply. “No, I just-”
“You do know my little brother is gay, right? Not that that’s the reason I don’t care, but, you know, maybe if you paid more attention to other people, you wouldn’t get so wrapped up in your own head.”
Shit. Am I really that self-involved?I didn’t know Evan was gay. Didn’t know Ben was gay. I’m about to apologize when I notice Priestley is smirking. I’ve never even met his family.
“What the fuck Priestley? Why would I know your little brother’s gay?”
He chuckles.
“You’re such a dick sometimes.”
He gets serious in 0.2 seconds flat. “Nathan, I don’t care who you sleep with, so long as it doesn’t affect your work here or out on the court, okay?”
I nod, feeling like a little kid being chastised.
He leaves, closing the door behind him and I pounce on my phone to see Evan’s reply.
I don’t finish till 11
That’s ok
I wait for a reply, staring at the phone.
You know the warehouse off Applegate? Behind the golf course?
I know it, I’ll see you there.
