Pucking Forbidden Claim
“You know, I might actually believe that if it came from a guy who was gay and not the straightest man I’ve ever met.”
Taylor chuckles, swirling his drink before knocking it back. “Who said I was straight?”
I freeze, staring at him like he just told me he moonlights as a priest.
He catches my expression and full-on laughs, shaking his head. “Damn, you really thought I was a full-on hetero?”
I blink. “I...what?”
He smirks, grabbing the bottle from the bar and refilling both our glasses. “I like both sides, man.” He lifts the glass, smirking over the rim. “I just don’t go around announcing that I fuck men.”