[Adrian's POV]
"It's a date then."
Blood pulsed in his ears at what he heard, searing every fiber of his being with resentment. But Adrian kept it in, clenched his fist, and walked out.
'Pretend like you don't care.'
Fuck. How can he pretend like he didn't care? Pretension was never his forte. It just happened that he's not the flamboyant type, so people never questioned his sexuality. And he's more inclined to women, anyway.
His fear of losing Rhia's interest may have driven him to hide the fact that he swung both ways. But that was five years ago, before he met Johan, before he felt something was lacking in his relationship with her.
Now, the truth he withheld out of fear and convenience became his shackles, restraining him from protecting what belonged to him. A different kind of fear swelled in his chest, and his arms shook as he ventured towards the locker area.
