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Bradley to stay. He should be pushing him out the door. This should not have happened.
     
    But the relief that flashed in Bradley’s eyes made it impossible for him to regret his decision to get him to stay. Especially since Chance was fairly certain Bradley hadn’t meant for him to realize he was happy to be asked to stay. Chance may not be the brightest bulb but he was usually observant enough to notice other people’s ticks.
     
    Chance took a seat next to Bradley on the couch. “So you’re back, huh?” He’d had all afternoon to figure out how he felt about that. He’d meant it when he said he wanted to still be friends with Bradley. He’d obviously underestimated just how good friends he’d wanted to be or how hard it’d be to keep their hands off each other. Once he’d recovered from the shock of seeing Bradley earlier that day, sat on it a few hours, he’d wished he’d stuck around and welcomed Bradley home. But this was why that would’ve been a bad idea. They’d been around each other five minutes and he’d officially given his first blowjob.
     
    “Yeah. I wasn’t sure how you felt about that, the way you disappeared,” Bradley said.
     
    “Oh yeah, sorry about that. It did surprise me. Your sister didn’t say anything. Then again why should she? Not like she knew. ” Chance grimaced because he realized she probably did now. She didn’t look fooled. God help me.
     
    “I should have gotten in touch with you. I’ve been back since Friday. That day I met you I’d gotten laid off and had some problems with my ex.” Bradley rolled his eyes and took a pull of his beer. “That’s why I came on kind of strong.” He gave Chance a sorrowful look. “I was hoping I’d see you again so I could apologize. Your first time… It shouldn’t have been that. I’m too toppy for virgins, so I don’t usually… ”
     
    Chance shook his head. “Don’t do that. It was perfect. Confusing as hell, but perfect.” Confusing. Uncertain. Fucked up. But perfect. He still remembered the feeling of Bradley behind him, inside him, all around him. He didn’t have to do more than give over his body, and he was taken care of. He’d never known it’d be like that, and that it was Bradley… He’d come to grips with the fact that he’d never be able to regret that night. “I’ll never be sorry for that night. Which is something I don’t know what to do with. I mean, I’ve had sex with my girlfriend. It’s not horrible. I care about her.”
     
    Bradley looked almost jealous at the statement. Chance was a bastard for feeling a little special. He also felt like a jerk. “I hope I wasn’t leading you on…” Because he didn’t want to hurt Bradley. That’s the last thing he wanted.
     
    “I know how a one-off works, Chance. Don’t worry,” Bradley said, almost blasé. But he seemed to grip his beer bottle a little tighter. Maybe this was a bad idea. “So… is that girlfriend present or past tense?”
     
    Wasn’t that the million dollar question. “We’re on a… break.” That was the long and short of it.
     
    “And you’ve only been with…”
     
    “Can we not talk about this?” Chance snapped. He didn’t want to run Bradley off, but shit. He also didn’t want to discuss this mess.
     
    “Sorry. It’s just that you seem a bit… out of your depth.”
     
    He looked incredulously at Bradley who seemed to find his exasperation amusing. “You think? My brain is so worn out going in circles over all this shit.”
     
    “You know, enjoying sex with a man doesn’t make you gay, per se. You could be bisexual. Or demi or pan.”
     
    Huh. “I have no idea what the others are... but...” He had to admit the bisexual thing would make sense. He may not have ever been as actively interested in another guy as much as he had Bradley, but that could be hero worship. Because he had noticed other guys,  but none of them made his gut clench, his cock hard like Bradley. Does Caitlin?
     
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