Chapter 36

The Fear of Blond guys is the beginning of knowledge.

One night, I came back to meet a frustrated Justin, pacing back and forth on the terrace.

“Justin, what happened? Is Drake okay?”

“Nothing happened. Just have a lot on my mind.”

“Do you mind sharing? Or is this one of those ‘you won’t understand’ times?”

He seemed to weigh his options and chose the best, I think. He went over to a seat and patted the other for me to sit down, which I did.

I mean, who would want to miss what was on Justin’s mind? I know I didn’t want to miss that.

“You know Mitchell, right?” he began.

“If we are talking of the same Mitchell I came back to meet last week, Yes.”

He licked his lips, which seemed dry all of a sudden.

“Here’s the issue. I love Mitchell, and I think I’m ready to spend my life with him, but I don’t know how...” he paused, rubbing his temple.

“You don’t know how to do what, Justin?” I probed. A disease is best cured when ex