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Chris can be pretty perceptive sometimes, but Justin is never sure when it's one of those times.
"Well, you said he was getting some serious love at the bar, so it's not like he had to drive you cross country just to get laid. And he agreed to spend the night with you, and hang out the next day, which is a serious amount of time to spend with someone you've just met, right? So… presumably he liked you. Wanted to get to know you."
Justin nods cautiously. "I guess."
"Okay, so then you get some action, and don't seem interested in any more. Is it possible that he thought that's all you were after, and that's why he got pissy?"
"But…I said he should stay, and we could hang out…."
"Yeah, dude…I don't know how things are in the gay world, but if a girl brought me home, then we fooled around, then she said she didn't want to have sex but we could still hang out the next day, I'd take it as a pretty clear brush off. Like 'I hope we can still be friends,' territory." Chris grins a little ruefully. "I might even ask myself if maybe she hadn't appreciated what she'd gotten, if maybe she thought the free sample didn't justify the full sale."
"But, I tried to make it clear that… Fuck! The sample was incredible!" Justin buries his head in his hands. "How could he not know that I want him? Everybody wants him!"
Chris shakes his head. "I don't know, man. Maybe he's been burned too many times. Or, fuck, maybe it's something else altogether, I don't know. I mean—maybe he just wanted to get laid. I don't know why he wouldn't take the easier targets at the bar, but maybe he had a reason."
"Shit. I… do you think I fucked it up for good?"
Chris shrugs unconcernedly. "I don't know… maybe. But, hey, you're Justin Archer. You can do whatever you set your mind to, right?"
Justin gives Chris a doubtful look. This is uncharacteristicallySometimes You Just Know | Kate Sherwood
supportive. Chris sees the look and grins, then slaps Justin in the chest, hard. "Fuck off, man, I'm trying to be good. So… you just need a plan, right? A way to get things back on track? And maybe…." Chris shakes his head. "Maybe this time, you think a little more with your big head, you know? Don't be a cocktease—if you're not going to put out, make it clear from the start, and make sure he understands why."
"This time? How is there going to be a 'this time'? I don't know his number, or where he lives, or anything."
"Well, you know where he works. I guess they probably don't give his number out, but you could always go back there and wait for him to show up…"
"Is that stalker territory?"
"Going to a bar because you're hot for the bartender? Pretty standard behavior, I'd say. Don't go grabbing at him or anything. And you might want to take a wingman." Chris grins. "Even if it doesn't help you out, it'll be entertaining to watch you stumble around…"
They're in town now, and Justin points to the turn they need to take. Talking to Chris is always a mixed blessing—the advice is generally good, but Justin almost always walks away feeling like an idiot. But it's good to have the start of a plan, at least. He can go to the bar. He wonders if Dan works any nights but Saturday. That'd been the only time he mentioned, and he'd been picking up a horse the other day when they'd run into each other, so he's still working with horses sometimes, at least.
They're almost at the bar now, stopped at a light, and Justin stares out the window. They're outside a cafe that has a patio, and there are people eating brunch, and they all seem happy, relaxed. Justin's eyes are distracted by a pair of broad shoulders in a grey T-shirt walking by, a canvas duffle slung over one side, and then the guy turns his head for a moment, and Justin sees his face.
"Holy shit!"
Chris jerks his head around at Justin's exclamation. "What?"
"That's him…." Justin gestures helplessly, and is torn between Sometimes You Just Know | Kate Sherwood
wanting to slide down in his seat to avoid
"Well, you said he was getting some serious love at the bar, so it's not like he had to drive you cross country just to get laid. And he agreed to spend the night with you, and hang out the next day, which is a serious amount of time to spend with someone you've just met, right? So… presumably he liked you. Wanted to get to know you."
Justin nods cautiously. "I guess."
"Okay, so then you get some action, and don't seem interested in any more. Is it possible that he thought that's all you were after, and that's why he got pissy?"
"But…I said he should stay, and we could hang out…."
"Yeah, dude…I don't know how things are in the gay world, but if a girl brought me home, then we fooled around, then she said she didn't want to have sex but we could still hang out the next day, I'd take it as a pretty clear brush off. Like 'I hope we can still be friends,' territory." Chris grins a little ruefully. "I might even ask myself if maybe she hadn't appreciated what she'd gotten, if maybe she thought the free sample didn't justify the full sale."
"But, I tried to make it clear that… Fuck! The sample was incredible!" Justin buries his head in his hands. "How could he not know that I want him? Everybody wants him!"
Chris shakes his head. "I don't know, man. Maybe he's been burned too many times. Or, fuck, maybe it's something else altogether, I don't know. I mean—maybe he just wanted to get laid. I don't know why he wouldn't take the easier targets at the bar, but maybe he had a reason."
"Shit. I… do you think I fucked it up for good?"
Chris shrugs unconcernedly. "I don't know… maybe. But, hey, you're Justin Archer. You can do whatever you set your mind to, right?"
Justin gives Chris a doubtful look. This is uncharacteristicallySometimes You Just Know | Kate Sherwood
supportive. Chris sees the look and grins, then slaps Justin in the chest, hard. "Fuck off, man, I'm trying to be good. So… you just need a plan, right? A way to get things back on track? And maybe…." Chris shakes his head. "Maybe this time, you think a little more with your big head, you know? Don't be a cocktease—if you're not going to put out, make it clear from the start, and make sure he understands why."
"This time? How is there going to be a 'this time'? I don't know his number, or where he lives, or anything."
"Well, you know where he works. I guess they probably don't give his number out, but you could always go back there and wait for him to show up…"
"Is that stalker territory?"
"Going to a bar because you're hot for the bartender? Pretty standard behavior, I'd say. Don't go grabbing at him or anything. And you might want to take a wingman." Chris grins. "Even if it doesn't help you out, it'll be entertaining to watch you stumble around…"
They're in town now, and Justin points to the turn they need to take. Talking to Chris is always a mixed blessing—the advice is generally good, but Justin almost always walks away feeling like an idiot. But it's good to have the start of a plan, at least. He can go to the bar. He wonders if Dan works any nights but Saturday. That'd been the only time he mentioned, and he'd been picking up a horse the other day when they'd run into each other, so he's still working with horses sometimes, at least.
They're almost at the bar now, stopped at a light, and Justin stares out the window. They're outside a cafe that has a patio, and there are people eating brunch, and they all seem happy, relaxed. Justin's eyes are distracted by a pair of broad shoulders in a grey T-shirt walking by, a canvas duffle slung over one side, and then the guy turns his head for a moment, and Justin sees his face.
"Holy shit!"
Chris jerks his head around at Justin's exclamation. "What?"
"That's him…." Justin gestures helplessly, and is torn between Sometimes You Just Know | Kate Sherwood
wanting to slide down in his seat to avoid