It’s the other stuff, the way he makes my pulse race and my heart swell, that’s throwing me for a loop. I’m not one to stress about being into a man for the first time.
If it was just my newly discovered bisexuality, that’d be one thing. Whether it’s on our calls or when he flies to Atlanta, we talk about everything, lying awake together half the night. All I know is, months later, my days aren’t complete until we tell each other good night. I still can’t say how it happened, how a random decision to strike up a conversation with Jeremy turned into…whatever this is. When I head back to California, I expect our chats to end, but I couldn’t be more wrong. Darren is a full-steam-ahead kind of guy, and one talk leads to hanging out, swapping phone numbers, and pranking West and Anson while they’re on their honeymoon.
Strangely, at West’s wedding, I find myself confiding in Darren, the straight, confirmed bachelor and star quarterback of the Atlanta Lightning. My divorce, which was amicable, followed. Seeing my best friend West, happy with his fiancé opened my eyes to things I’ve been missing in my own marriage.
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