Page 40 of Galen's Redemption
Chapter Eleven
“WELL?” ANDYsat on the sofa, his legs crossed. He waylaid Galen as soon as he walked in the door. “Don’t spare any juicy details.”
“There aren’t any juicy details.”
Dark blue, almost indigo eyes blinked twice. “What? What do you mean, there aren’t any?”
“I wanted to, believe me. Shit, I would have taken him to the Pfister and gotten a king suite, even if it was onlyfor an hour.”
Andy grinned. “Honey, something tells me that man is going to last a lot longer than an hour. It’s the quiet ones who are always the most surprising. I’m willing to bet you that he’d bend you over any flat surface, and by the time he’s done with you, walking straight would be a pipe dream.”
Oh shit. That sounded damned good. Galen held up the grocery bag. “Chunky Monkey.”
Andy’sforehead puckered. “That bad, huh?” He got up and went to the drawer, opened it, and pulled out two spoons. He went back to the couch and grabbed one of the pints of ice cream from Galen, then took his spot once more. He opened his ice cream and dug in. “Give. What’s wrong?”
Galen sat on the opposite end of the sofa. “He kissed me.”
“Well, that’s a good start.” Andy tilted his head to the side.“Isn’t it?”
“But that’s all he did. I mean, I offered. Shit, I would have blown him in the middle of the road if he wanted. But he said he doesn’tdocasual sex.”
“And you find that to be a problem?”
One big spoonful of ice cream, and then Galen frowned. “Who doesn’t want a blowjob?”
“Believe it or not, I’ve heard rumors that not every guy is a slut. Some have standards or something like that.Maybe Robert is one of them.”
“It’s a blowjob. It’s not like I’m asking the guy for a lifetime commitment.”
“Did you ever think that maybe it’s what he’s looking for?”
They ate in silence for a few minutes before Galen huffed a breath. “What if it’s just me? I mean, I’m not the surest bet for long-term. If he knows that, then maybe he realizes the best he’d get from me is sex. I mean, I’venever had a boyfriend or girlfriend, right? How do I know I’m capable of it?”
“You’re an idiot, you know that? What did I tell you happened when we were in that alley? What did you say to me?”
“Uh, I was drunk and don’t remember.”
Andy scowled. “I’m calling bullshit on that one. You said you wanted someone to see you, to get to know the real you. And now, you’ve got a man who tells you he doesn’twant to jump in the sack right away, and you’re scared.”
Galen straightened his spine. “I’m not scared.”
“What would you call it? And you know what? I want you to think very carefully before you answer that question. Wait until your ice cream is gone.”
“But—”
“Did you finish your ice cream? No. Shut up and eat.”
The carton emptied slowly, which Galen was grateful for. He let Andy’s questionsbounce around in his head, but the answers weren’t forthcoming.
“Well?”
“I don’t know.” At least he was being honest. “All I can see are roads that lead to disaster. I’ve done nothing to prove myself to him. I came in and quite literally took food out of the mouths of the people he’s helping. Why should he forgive me?”
“Okay, did you ask him?”
Galen gave a sharp nod. “Of course. He said, ‘Oh,I’m not mad at you, Galen. I know you didn’t want to do it.’”
“And did you?”
