“What am I going to find out about next? Your secret foot fetish?” The hint of a smile creeps out. “Funny.” “There’s no need to be ashamed.” “Sorry to disappoint.” “Okay, fine.” Humor seems to be working on his mood, at least. “If it’s not that, what else could there be …” I tap my chin in mock thought. “Wait, I know. Of course, it’s so obvious.” I pause for effect. “Porn.” Henry’s eyes twinkle. “You think I’ve been in porn.” “Honestly? I wouldn’t be that shocked.”
