This is from my story Las Vegas Circle–a snippet from Thomas’ past in which a particular sheriff finally grasps the fact that Thomas is gay–and he’s lusting for someone other than himself–a handsome policeman from back East–
“I don’t want anything more to do with either of you, and Thomas?” Frank shouted. “Fuck you!”
Frank had his hand on the doorknob before Thomas answered, a small snicker in his tone.
“So that’s what you really wanted all along, Frank? I knew it.” He put his hand on his crotch. “I’m nothing if not verstile.”
Frank froze, his face turning an alarming shade of crimson, and Edgar couldn’t hold it in any longer. He gave out a big guffaw and Thomas joined in.
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