I’m a chile head—one of those people who can’t get enough spicy food in his mouth. I wasn’t really born that way. It’s like any other addiction. Once you start nibbling on mild jalapeños and chile con carne, it...
Robert had a longtime rule for himself. If he encountered a man to whom he was overwhelmingly attracted, he turned his back and fled as far and as fast as he could.
He learned in the past that such charismatic men made bad boyfriends, usually requiring constant attention. They were flirtatious with everyone and made Robert feel like a barely present shadow.
That situation came up at the last Food Porn Supper Club meeting. A man named Lee arrived late and introduced himself to Robert. He had black hair and blue eyes, and obviously hit the gym frequently.
Robert felt himself in the kind of awe that usually cued him to get up and leave. But that would be extremely unmannerly at a dinner he was hosting. So he avoided eye contact with Lee.