“When he and I were talking tonight, he admitted to me that he’s confused,” Bryce told me. It felt like a betrayal of Drew’s trust for him to share such tidbits with me, but I wasn’t about to try and protest. “He’s attracted to both of us and he thinks he has to choose one or the other.”
I reached up and pulled Bryce’s hand away from my face. “Why would he think that?”
“Because no matter how much he tries to come across as tough and wise to the ways of the world, he’s still a country boy at heart,” Bryce observed. He wasn’t far off from the truth. Drew had been raised in a good family in a small town. He’d gone off to a small, private college where he was still fairly sheltered by the athletic department. “I think he’s worried that getting involved with someone is the same as being in a relationship with them and he has very clear ideas on what that means to him.”
“Meaning two people, no more,” I interjected, finally seeing where Bryce was going with all of this.
“Exactly.” If Bryce moved much closer to me, he was going to be sitting in my lap. That wouldn’t be a hardship, but it would be uncomfortable since I still didn’t know him well enough to fully trust what he was saying. “I told him I don’t expect him to choose, and I don’t think you do either.”
I shook my head, unable to form words. I’d never met a man who seemed so laid back and easy going, yet could turn on the charisma and make a grown man want nothing more than to follow along with whatever he suggested.
“What I’d originally suggested to him was to just do whatever feels right and see what happens,” Bryce informed me. He moved his hand to the back of the couch, allowing his finger tips to brush my shoulder. The faint touch sent a jolt through my system. “But what if there was another way?”
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