ose mental leaps, because I was remembering Richard's problem with everyone thinking he was, or had been, doing Jean-Claude. Jean-Claude made a small line in his forehead, for him a frown, when he was trying not to show anything. I think he'd come ready for an argument about the dancing, and not getting one had thrown him. He moved to the fridge, getting out the dough that he'd made yesterday before we had to get ready for the wedding.
If I had not put a leg over his body to help hold him against me, it wouldn't have been quite so compromising. I told myself I was being silly, but this would be the first call-out like this one since Nathaniel had the right to make more demands on me. Is that a threat? No, just a friendly warning that only the pure of motive should cast stones. I'd studied to learn how not to raise the dead.
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