For the rest of the day, Steve avoided me. If I came in the room he suddenly had to leave. He could barely make eye contact. He had to during dinner, though.

When Charles got home he made spaghetti and a huge salad. The three of us sat around the table slurping our noodles. There wasn’t much conversation going on until Charles asked us what we had done that day.

Steve immediately blushed and put his head down. I had to laugh at him. I couldn’t believe he was acting so shy. I ...