Chapter 45
And what of Ollie’s own feelings? Those were clearer and easier to put his sweaty finger on. Ollie knew he had been attracted to the young man from the very first time he had laid eyes on him, when he caught Hank in the act of trying to rob him. In spite of his anger and sense of violation, Ollie knew that beneath it all, his most basic self, his core, had thought Hank was hot. The bad-boy image Hank projected had only made it worse, or better, or whatever.
And why not? Hank was a few years younger, and he was certainly not the “type” Ollie had dated in the past. No, Ollie had always linked himself with other men like himself. They were usually older, professionals, college-educated, with comfortable incomes, nice homes, late-model cars, and designer clothes. They were the kind of men the term metrosexual had been invented for.