“Bring it on.”
Out on the dance floor, he spotted Prince and Bev slow-dancing close together, laughing at a joke. The look they shared made their intimacy so obvious. Once again, Spencer groaned inside at how he had missed something as unmistakable.
“Kiss me,” said Nile, bringing Spencer’s attention sharply back to him.
“What? I’m not kissing you. I’ve only just met you.”
“You don’t think I’m hot?”
“Of course I think you’re hot. I think you know that already.”
“So it’s because I’m trans?”
“No!” said Spencer, flustered now. “I mean, maybe. I don’t know.”
“What do you have to lose? Indulge me.”
In the middle of the dance floor, Spencer stared at Nile for a few seconds, but could see he was serious.What the heck, he thought,the man is seriously good-looking. He brought their lips together, closed his eyes and kissed. Maybe he was dreaming, but as he closed his eyes, there seemed to be a quick burst of light. But that was all. The kiss did absolutely nothing, a little like when his grandmother had pecked him on the lips as a small child. When he opened his eyes again, Nile was grinning at him.
“Nothing from this side. How ‘bout you?”
“Not really,” said Spencer. “I mean, no offence. I’m sure you’re a good kisser.”
“The first time I kissed Tommy, he got a boner. Rock-hard. And my insides turned to jelly. I wanted to fuck him right there and then. All bets were off after that. You ever had that happen to you?”
Spencer thought back to Marshall kissing him and smiled. When he closed his eyes, he was right there in the moment with Marshall again, feeling his heat and smelling his body.
“Yeah, I have.”
“And?”
Spencer opened his eyes.
“It’s complicated.”
Nile’s gaze shot out across the room.
“Blake?”
“No! God, no. Not Blake. Blake didn’t like kissing.”
“You never told me why he dumped you.”
Spencer huffed out a sigh. He tried not to autopsy their time together, especially after how low he had sunk. Only later, hearing gossip from Bev and others around the office, had helearnt that Blake rarely stayed around long. Hopefully Ambika would be a turning point.
“I think he got bored with me. And honestly, there wasn’t much to keep us together. Not really. Not like you and Tommy. Sounds to me like you two were made for each other.”
Nile pulled away to gape at Spencer, who simply shrugged. As far as he was concerned, if Nile could dish it out, then he could take it.
“Rub it in, why don’t you?” said Nile.
“I, too, tell it like it is.”
Nile chuckled, but then fell quiet and looked down the floor.
“I fucked up, didn’t I?”
“Not my place to say. But from what you tell me, he sounds perfect.”
