“I’m still surprised you figured it out. I thought Jasper was straight.” Robby giggles and peeks up from the candy corn. Once he notices I haven’t joined in, he presses his lips firmly together. “That wasn’t a joke?” “No? Jasper only realized himself a few weeks ago.” His brow lifts incredulously. “The jewelry-wearing, more-dramatic-than-a-whining-baby-pony, long-haired poet?” “I mean, a straight guy could act that way too.” “Technically, but I also think the odds were in your favor.”
