Page 11 of Becoming His Perfect Daddy
I grinned back.
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Early January
As Sally and Alex had both predicted, over the past month, Alex and I had become work besties. I’d even discovered his love of gay romance novels when he’d accidentally shown me the audiobook he was listening to—the audiobook of a novel I’d read a few months back. I took a chance, asked him about it, and we’d started an unofficial work book club.
Work had started to feel fun again.Lifehad started to feel fun again.
I’d even told him about Cameron—C.L. Masterson—whose new book was scheduled to come out in a few months. Alex had been dutifully working his way through his extensive backlist, and he’d started to fall in love with his books like I had.
Best. Bestie. Ever.
Alex had started to bring me out of my shell, too. He’d invited me to a gay bar as his wingman—he couldn’t know how euphoric it was that he’d even asked—but I was still a little gun-shy so I’d declined. But over the holidays, as we’d gotten to know each other, he’d made me realize that I didn’t want to put my life on hold any longer. I was a trans man, and that wasn’t changing.
So why had I been waiting to transition?
Had I been terrified? Yes. But my first appointment with my therapist had gone extremely well, and I’d started my weekly testosterone shots just before the new year.
I was finally on the path.
January 5th
S.M.C.,
I can’t believe it’s been over a month since you first emailed me. I’m still a little in shock that you said all those amazing things about my writing and honored that you would take the time to email me.
Because you reaching out has made my life better. I really look forward to chatting with you, even in this low-key old-school way. I mean, I’m only a couple of years older than you, which means we both remember a time before the internet, though we were pretty young. It’s weird, right? Being old enough to remember a time before cell phones and the internet and home computers but young enough that we can still adapt to all the technology changes pretty easily. So far, anyway. I’m just waiting for the time when technology moves so fast that I won’t be able to figure it out anymore.
Wow. I already sound old. Stop me. Please. (Just kidding, we can be middle-aged together.)
I appreciate you sharing a bit of yourself with me. So in the interest of getting to know each other better, I thought I’d send over a few questions. Feel free not to answer, but this could be fun, right?
1. What’s your favorite color?
2. What did you want to be when you grew up?
3. If you could visit anywhere in the world, where would you go?
Let’s start there. I’ll send you my responses if you send me yours. ;)
Always,
Cameron
Chapter six
Sam
Mid-January
Ididn’t know why I hadn’t told Alex about my email exchanges with Cameron. Because there had been multiple. Even though our conversations were mostly anonymous and completely virtual, I felt like I was getting to know him as a person. And reality was even better than I’d imagined.
I definitely had a crush.
“Have you finishedThe Prince’s Ruleyet?”
My work bestie laughed as he spun in his office chair to face me. “For the fifteenth time,not yet. Chill, dude. I will soon.” Alex called everyonedude, and I freaking loved it directed at me.
