knew he needed to stop. It was no big deal. “So it’s not a date…” Did that come across as desperate to Robin as it did to his own ears? Robin shrugged. He stood in front of the mirror and frowned, clearly not happy with his appearance. Dressed in his new black jeans, a blue-green shirt made by some famous designer that Robin couldn’t believe he found in the thrift store on Main Street, and a pair of black goth lace-up boots. He looked gorgeous even if the shirt didn’t match his eyes perfectly. His hair was shiny and hanging around his face. Robin slipped on the black leather jacket then took it right back off. He continued to make faces at his reflection as if something was terribly wrong. Frowning, Robin turned to Josh for an opinion. “Do I look okay?” Josh wanted him to stay home with him and watch movies like they always did on Saturday night. Robin would usually fall asleep and cuddle up to him. He loved Saturday nights! He didn’t want Robin dressing up to impress some other guy. But he couldn’t stop himself from reassuring Robin. “You look great, Rob Rob.” Walking over to him, Josh smoothed down the shirt collar even though it was already perfect. He held out the super light leather coat to help Robin put it back on. Josh’s hands ran over Robin’s leather covered shoulders. Stepping back before he pulled him into his arms and kissed the smile back on his face. “Really?” Robin asked insecurely. Josh sighed. “Really.” He couldn’t let Robin think he was anything but stunning even if it gave him confidence to go out on a date with someone else. What the fuck was wrong with him? Josh heard the dreaded doorbell, Uncle Leo’s slow shuffle to the door then his greeting, “Hello, Brad. Let me tell him you are here. Your date is here, Robin.” Biting his lower lip, he looked at Josh. He looked nervous. Maybe Josh was projecting but it didn’t seem like Robin wanted to go. Robin swallowed hard and turned towards the door. “Robby,” he said as he tried not to look at those mouth wateringly tight jeans that cupped Robin’s ass in the most delicious way. “Yeah?” Robin asked over his shoulder. Josh inhaled deeply. He realized even if he didn’t really mean the words he needed to say them. “Have a good time.” Robin’s face fell a bit as if he were looking for him to say something more but then he pulled a smile up onto his face. He nodded and left. Josh looked at his watch for the hundredth times in fifteen minutes. It was after ten. Where were they? There was no reason for coffee to be taking this long. He should be home by now. “Your brother will be fine,” Uncle Leo patted his knee as he handed him a dish of vanilla bean ice cream. “Millie was Betsy’s best friend. Her grandson is a very nice boy.” “He’s not my brother.” Josh jumped up to pace with the dish of frozen goodness. He knew he shouldn’t have snapped. “Sorry.” Uncle Leo froze and stared at him. “Oh. Is that how it is?” Looking away, Josh damned his mouth for over sharing! “No.” He said it quietly not wanting to voice it loud enough for it to be true. Cataracts did not stop Uncle Leo from seeing how things were. “But you would like it to be that way?” Turning his head to face the man he had come to love as family, Josh nodded. “Yeah, but he doesn’t.” Uncle Leo shook his head. “I usually hold my tongue Josh. You know, I rarely give advice.” It was true Uncle Leo never lectured or pushed his opinion on them. “But let me say if you want something, give it time. And if you really want it, make it happen. Sometimes people need to be shown what they need.” Josh turned and gave Uncle Leo his full attention. “How?” Just then footsteps could be heard walking up the front porch stairs. He was up and at the window trying not to peer out like a mad stalker. Voices could be heard through the screens covering the window without any effort on his part. So it