I rub at the back of my neck, a sweat breaking out there that I can’t entirely blame on the hot pan.
I’ve been with a lot of men. Men like Isaac sometimes—and men who sort of remind me of Evan, but the Evan type more rarely.
I’m very quick to choke on a cock or flatten myself against a wall and pull my pants down past my ass. Since I’ve been out most weekends, I’m not sure what Evan does with his free time, but now that I know what he does during the weekdays, I’m curious.
“Have you ever been in a relationship before? With a man?” I ask, as I’m plating the shrimp.
“Sure. Haven’t you?”
“Not exactly.”
“I had a boyfriend in college. For three and a half years.”
“You did? What was his name?”
“Hunter.”
“What was he like?”
“I don’t know. Like a horny college kid. He liked to party.”
“Party how?”
“Like he was in a fraternity, and he liked to go to parties at fraternities.”
“Oh.” My friends mean something different when they say party. “Was he out?”
“With his friends. Yeah. He was very popular. I’m guessing he was sort of like what Isaac was like in college.”
“Why did you break up?”
Evan hesitates before finally saying, “It wasn’t really going anywhere. He moved to LA after graduation.”
“Is that the only reason?”
With a heavy sigh, he says, “I think he was bored with me.”
“Why?”
“Because I wasn’t into the same kind of things he was into toward the end.”
“Like what?” I bring the food over to the coffee table along with silverware rolled into a paper towel and one of his light beers from the fridge. I return to get my own plate since I didn’t eat at the restaurant, either.
He looks over the spread. “Wow. Thank you.”
“Yeah.” I sit next to him. He scoots a few inches away and gives me a look I don’t understand. Then he picks up the napkin and unrolls it to take out the fork. “What kinds of things was he into?”
“You know like…experimenting with other people or whatever.”
“Oh. Like with you or…apart from you?”
“Like with me. Like…near me.Onme. He put our sex life on Only Fans. Not any images of himself of course, because he had a big company he was going to inherit.”
“Really?”
Evan nods and shoves a forkful of food into his mouth.
“Were you okay with that?”
