“Well, I... I’m gay. Which I was going to tell you. Soon. I just...sorry. I wish I’d told you.” His parents didn’t say anything. They were both looking at Ilya like he was a mountain lion that was about to attack. “Um, and this is... Ilya. Rozanov. You probably know that.” “Hi,” Ilya said. “And he’s been...visiting. He’s...we’re, um...” What were they, exactly? It occurred to Shane that he and Ilya hadn’t even figured out what label they were comfortable with. “Lovers,” Ilya offered. Fuck, way to choose the grossest possible word, Ilya. Well, there was no going back from that word. Shane could
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