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Michael was on the other end, practically frothing at the mouth. “Did you hear?” he laughed. “Today is the most beautiful of days.” “Hear what?” “So, you didn’t hear?” “I’m real busy, man. Let me—” “Gabbaducci’s got AIDS! That’s what he was hospitalized from. He’s isolated so he can’t infect other people. The family tried to keep it quiet cause of the shame, but it got out. His pals couldn’t keep their mouths shut. It worked! It worked!”

“You mean you don’t know anything about this?” Ellie licked her lips. “That is one hell of a beautiful man, but we’ve always known about Tristan.” “No, no, I thought you called me over here for…” I paused, considered my words. “Ellie, Tristan’s gay. That article there reveals this to the entire world.” I inhaled. “There’s also photos of me and Tristan… kissing.” Ellie’s eyebrows disappeared into her hairline. “The whole world knows that Tristan Richmond is gay. But they also know now that I’m gay too.”

It all started last month where I found him on F******k and I friended him and he friended me back and we started talking about life and other stuff, he is divorced with his ex wife, while I am single he told me about how he is secretly bisexual, and I told him i was too. One day he invited me to watch some football, I had a big crush on him since high school and now he's right next to me, I started to get a boner and I tried to hide it but I'll call him Mike, Mike noticed it and he giggled saying "Is that for me?"

Allison asked again. "Yes..the same one" "Oh my gosh! That hot dude? I heard rumors that he's gay from staff" "Gay? I think I heard about it from him too.But I'm not so sure about it. Anyways he was drunk when we did it" Kylie said. "I still find this so hard to believe Kylie" "Again.. I got involved with his mother and we went for a family dinner where I passed out and found out that I'm allergic to shrimps" Kylie said in a rush.

CHAPTER 17 /MAVERICK/ The hockey team group chat was going absolutely wild, my phone vibrating so heavily against my thigh that I thought the battery was going to melt. I finally pulled it out while sitting in my car, expecting another stupid post-finals meme from Saige. “Bro!! I heard that Mave’s tutor is gay?” Saige’s message read. What the fuck were they on about this time? “Mave, did you know about it ever since?” “You idiot, how would he know that?” Miller sent a sticker to follow up his message. “And how do you know that he's gay?”

They loved it, and worse, the world lapped it up, hungry for every detail of my life, every private thought made public. I was Adrian Martinez. Wealthy, powerful, untouchable to most. And yes—I am gay. Everyone knew it, though no one wanted to believe it fully. Women were… women to me. Nothing more. Nothing deeper. My attention, my desire, my curiosity, my fire—it only ever leaned the other way.

Eve’s POV The reception passed in a blur of champagne toasts and polite conversation and photographs that would be in the society pages by morning. I smiled and laughed and held Devin's hand and pretended everything was fine. But the whole time my thoughts were spinning. He was gay. He had always been gay. He had told me he was gay when we were teenagers, and I had never questioned it. But gay men did not kiss women the way Devin had kissed me. Gay men did not have that kind of physical reaction to holding their female best friend.

Olivia joked. “I am a guy, but I’m not courting you either,” Mikey shook his head, “Also, I’m a little offended that I’m not on this list. Does your dad think I’m not good enough for his little girl or something?” “Mikey, you’re gay,” Audrey pointed out the obvious. “So? I still come from a good family. I’m Michael Christian Rossi for crying out loud,” he raised his hands up dramatically. “But you being gay means I’m not gonna conceive a child with you. He wants heirs,” Audrey replied.

Red flips him off, but he’s grinning. Red stands, hand on hip, glaring playful death. “Watch it, stripper boy.” “By the way,” Knox adds, jerking his thumb at Blaze, “he’s totally gay and a full-time Magic Mike. Owns it harder than his thong collection.” Blaze strikes a pose, hand on hip, blowing a kiss. “Sunshine, I own that I’m a gay stripper. Pays the bills, keeps the boys happy, and my ass looks fantastic in glitter. Keep throwing shade, I’ll just reflect it back in sequins.”

“They were looking at Mike pretty hard. One kept following Mike throughout the house.” “Yeah Mike told me about him. He was gay. Mike had been knowing him for a while but he thought he would bring at least a few straight niggas to come and play. But this nigga only came with gay motherfuckers looking to get their dick sucked while getting fucked.” “Well gay people need love too.” “True, but damn. I really wanted to make some dollas last night.” “I feel you, so did I.”