Chapter 585
Chapter 585
At first, Bradley wanted nothing to do with Eddie’s plan. But after thirty minutes of overthinking, he found himself pulling up to the bar Eddie had mentioned.
The place was tucked away, hidden from view.
This bar had one rule, which was only gay men were allowed into the bar.
Bradley sat in his car across the street, watching through the window as men danced under spinning lights, bodies moving to the beat.
Some of them were even getting a little handsy.
Bradley tightened his grip around the steering wheel. After hesitating for ages, he finally pushed open the car door and got out.
He was tall and well–built, with a handsome face framed by his gold–rimmed glasses, looking every bit the refined gentleman.
The moment he reached the entrance, he immediately caught the attention of several men.
He fought down his discomfort, headed straight to the bar, ordered a dozen drinks, and grabbed a seat in the back.
The place was dim, with colored lights spinning overhead and bass thumping in the background.
Bradley had just poured himself a drink when a skinny but decent–looking guy plopped down across from him without even asking.
“Hey there, handsome. Here by yourself?” The guy pretended to tuck some imaginary hair behind his ear.
His move was so flirty that it almost made him look like a girl.
Bradley frowned. “I’m waiting for a friend.”
And just like that, Bradley knew this type wasn’t for him. Cameron didn’t act like this. He was masculine and straightforward, but the guy opposite him
wasn’t.
Bradley took a sip of his drink and let his gaze wander. As he glanced toward the dance floor and back, his eyes locked with someone else’s.
The guy had a buzz cut, wore a crisp white shirt, and had a clean, sharp look. He didn’t seem feminine at all, and honestly, if he weren’t in this bar, one’d never guess he was gay.
Bradley’s gaze lingered on his face for a few seconds before he looked away. Still, the man kept his eyes on him before he broke into a smile.
After a moment, he finally walked toward Bradley. He held a glass of wine and sat down gracefully across from Bradley, smiling as he asked, “First time
here, sir?”
Bradley gave him a bland look. “How many times have you been here?”
The man chuckled. “You’re pretty funny, you know that? You really don’t fit in here.”
Bradley remained expressionless. “Aren’t you the same?”
The man grinned. “Oh? Am I out of place too?”
Bradley didn’t feel anything for the guy in front of him, but he didn’t send him away either. He just didn’t want anyone else coming over to hit on him.
Most of the people here looked pretty effeminate, and Bradley just couldn’t deal with that.
They made small talk for over an hour. The guy seemed to think they were hitting it off, that maybe Bradley was actually into him. B
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But the truth was, Bradley had just been putting up with it the whole time. He really couldn’t stand the vibe here.
“Hey, want to toast together?” The man raised his glass.
“No.” Bradley turned him down..
The man just picked up his drink and sat beside Bradley. “It’s your first time here, but you don’t have to be so stiff. Come on, have a drink?”
As soon as he sat down, Bradley immediately scooted away.
The man just laughed. “You’re pretty cute.”
He placed his left hand on the seat, just a few inches from Bradley, to test the waters.
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