“I don’t even know what to say,” I told him.
“Neither do I,” he said.
“I can’t believe you’re seeing my mother.”
“She’s a wonderful woman.”
“Yes, she is. So why are youdating her?”
Paul shot me a confused look. “I don’t know what you mean.”
I couldn’t figure out if he was serious or bullshitting me.
“Paul, we slepttogether. You’re gay.”
He shook his head. “I’m not gay.”
I laughed. “What? You fucked me and sucked my cock and you loved it. If that’s not gay, I don’t know what is.”
He frowned and sat down on the sofa. “The night we spent together was great, but I haven’t been with another man since then.”
“You expect me to believe that?”
“Yes, I do. It’s the truth.”
“So I turned you into a heterosexual?”
“You didn’t turnme into anything. I’ve been with men and women, and I just prefer being with a woman.”
Right. “Why’d you sleep with me?”
“Because I wanted you.”
“And now you want my mother?”