He unwrapped a burger and set it on a plate in front of her. Then to the fridge for the iced tea. "I figured that instead of shooting me, you'd make me carry your purse on a shopping trip or something. There would be pictures in the media, and the next thing I know, I'd be out of the closet and some guy would ask me to the prom. Can't let that happen. If I date one guy, I'd have to date them all and who has that kind of time?"
He was rambling and couldn't help it. Her question about the battle brought Nicholas Creed to the front of his brain after he'd mostly managed to shove it back the last few days. Dad's last piece of advice was not to say or do anything to worry her in her condition.
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