Strange, since he doesn’t even wear glasses. Holding marathon staring contests? Gay porn But he would never say ‘no’ to Brad’s offer to buy him dinner. I just don’t have money right now. “Yep, this guy’s going to be my guest. My patrons in the Plot Whisperers tier are currently receiving chapter drafts for this story and we’re having together interesting conversations about the characters and their choices. You must be like one of those superstraight dudes, right?”Lyn said nothing, too shocked to utter a single word. That was what Brad called it. Alexander wrapped one hand around his waist, pulling him close.“Are you going to blackmail me with this?” Lyn gave up the struggle, stealing nervous glances left and right. So far, he had escaped this sort of situation because Brad was too generous to care. He still watched them avidly, his eyes moving from Lyn to Alexander and back again, as if he was sitting in the stands at a tennis match.“Brad said something about inviting me over to his house for Christmas,” he lied.Alexander nodded.
