My Crush is Gay
I felt my stomach drop, slow and sickening.
“I can’t believe this,” Christian muttered.
“Christian, please—” Ethan tried.
But Christian wasn’t done. “No,” he snapped. “You don’t get to ‘please’ me right now.”
His eyes burned into Ethan. “So this is what it is?” he continued. “Because I cheated on you, now you’re doing the same thing back?”
Ethan flinched.
“I apologized,” Christian went on. “We talked about it. We agreed to move forward.”