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Chapter 4

“This gym,” she said quietly. “Didn’t you notice? Marc, it’s not a gay gym!”

I stared at her. “So what?”

Her face worked for a second in frustration.

“Because, if you flirt with straight men—well, they just might beat the shit out of you!” When I didn’t respond to this, she frowned, staring at me. “You’re in a funny mood.”

“Fey?” I said, grinning. It was one of Carmen’s favorite words, meaning courting deathor something. She scowled. I pulled my arm from her grasp and drew myself up.

“You’re being paranoid. Those things don’t happen, anyway. The world is far more tolerant of gays than it was—” I stopped myself. I had been going to add, “When youwere young”—Carmen is ten years older than me. But I realized that would be a bit toobitchy.

“You mean they don’t happen to you,” she snapped, adding, “That’s what everyone thinks. Until it does.”