“Have you thought about other guys that way?” I don’t know if I want to know the answer. Miller breaks eye contact again. “I’ve been with guys before.” Yup, I didn’t want to know that. My chest tightens, and while I can’t be sure because it’s never happened to me before, I think it’s jealousy. Which is ridiculous. I’ve been in the very same room while Miller’s been with women. Why does the gender of his hookups matter?
