In a New York Minute

by Felice Stevens

Putting his trust in another man would require learning to trust himself again, and with how quickly Remi had stirred up his insides, Garrett hoped he wasn’t making a mistake.

I have anxiety thinking about the crisis moment that’s coming! I can just see how it’s going to play out.

“What’ve we got here? Garrett, you didn’t tell me you have a boyfriend.” A blond, disheveled man stood smirking before them. His suit was rumpled, his eyes glassy and red-rimmed. “Ryan?” Garrett hastily zipped up his jeans, and Remi did the same, then picked up both their shirts and handed Garrett his. “What the fuck are you doing here? How the hell did you get in? I told them not to let you in after the last time.”

I have been waiting for this to happen. Could see it coming from a mile away!