Resisting him
With his half-French, half-Italian ancestry, he definitely attracted attention wherever he went.
His hair was dark brown, his face perfectly chiseled. He was, without a doubt, a Greek god, and I was sure I could feel something for him if he wasn't gay. But Adrian, in addition to being gay, was an unassuming gay. No matter how many times I told him that it didn't matter to those who really loved him, that his sexuality was no big deal, he refused to believe me.
“Ahm…” Adrian's voice snapped me out of my reverie. I gave him a confused look. “I have to ask you something.
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