Bab 96: Chapter 96

“Would you mind telling me something?”

I raised an eyebrow.

“You were less than welcoming when I rang the bell.”

“I apologize for being rude. I’m not usually, and if I’d known right off that you were Wills’s uncle, I would have been more cordial.”

“You’ve got me curious. Why would that make any difference?”

“Okay, look.” I wasn’t going to tell Peter Matheson that I was his nephew’s first male lover. I didn’t count that idiot, Michael, who’d taught Wills to suck cock but who’d made him uncomfortable in bed, who’d let him slip through his fingers. “Wills is gonna be twenty-seven. In that time, no one appreciated what he was: good, and kind, and, let’s face it, so good-looking he takes my breath away.” And he loved me in spite of my past. “They—andI’m not just talking about the male population, here—they all had their chance and blew it.”