Clueless

Daniel should have known better than to think he had the answer for everything. Or anything, really. Life had proved to him beyond a doubt that he was, in fact, clueless about so many things.

Take Keith. Well yes, Daniel thought to himself, blatantly watching the pull of muscle beneath Keith’s shirt as he reached over to grab the ketchup as they indulged in the burgers they normally only met up for on Sundays mid-week; he would happily take Keith in every which way possible, and ways ...