aring at the

clearing my throat and avoiding his knowing, smug ex

ing

s we drove out of

ng his head to the side in co

tley. "Ah," I exclaimed, "

erence, it comes with the company." He adjusted the seatbelt around his chest and looke

than assuming. While Nick wasn't as bad as our parents, he seemed to listen to them and was blinded by their opinion. He just...as

own?" Romano seemed to sense my reluctance to talk about the situation. "If it makes you feel more at ea

to Harvard or Stanford or any other fucking Ivy League school." I

. His tone suggested he wasn't very impressed with the

ror, noticing two sleek cars following behind me. As I turned a corner, they followed in hot pursuit. If they were trying

ol voice. "I apologize. My father owns a large business and he has security constantly guarding the members

subject. I guess we were all allowed

that charges less than five dollars a meal..." Knowing Romano, which I didn't, but suspected, he would be f

huckled. "It's been awhile since

aug

s tongue and I suspected he had

front of the restaurant. I all but scrambled out of the car, locking it behind me as Romano and I ma

structure with its war

onfined, but cl

s brushed. I tried not to notice. "It must suck," I started the conversation ineloquently as I grabbed the menu from the basket. I a

ok behind the counter. He didn't seem particularly pleased to be talking about the security and I knew when not to

e list of specials before his

or, at least passable. I didn't consider myself gay, but I was confident enough with myself to admit he was attractive. Then again, Romano was the kind of man who kn

ps parted into

ng at myself. "So

ittance. "You are amusing, little one." He continu

fore I could make an even bigger idiot of myself. "And the fries..." I trailed off,