“Holy shit! You’re the girl in her book! The one she was so in love with!” I nodded again and Hugh sighed, leaning back as he tried to take it all in. “Wow, just…wow. I cannot believe this, you’re gay? Is all this just a game to you?” He seemed upset and I moved to reassure him.

                “No! Not at all! I would never do that to you,” He just nodded and seemed to contemplate something.

                “So you two are officially over?” I nodded and Ashley looked almost sick as she nodded too. “Okay, this is no big deal, right? You two are just friends.” He seemed to be talking to his self, as if trying to reassure himself.

                “Just friends.” I echoed, and he seemed to relax.

                “Great! So Ashley, would you like to get some supper with Spencer and me?” She looked a bit surprised but nodded and looked at me with a raised eyebrow but I just shrugged.  

                “Well I have to go to the meeting room first; my manager would kill me if I turn down meeting some of my fans. You can chill here if you like; I’ll only be about fifteen minutes.” She pushed a hand through her curls and smiled before pushing the curtain aside and leaving us alone.

                “Oh my God Spencer! You should’ve told me!”

                “I’m sorry, I was afraid that you would’ve taken it the wrong way.” I answered, smiling as he sat down beside me.

                “No, it’s cool, really. I mean, I’m not going to lie to you it caught me off guard. You don’t seem like the lesbian type to me.”

                “Well it’s not like there’s a certain type of woman –“

                “No, no that’s not what I meant.” He said, seeing that he had kind of offended me. “I just mean I never pictured you being with another woman. You’re just so straight.” I laughed and he grinned as I shook my head.

                “Obviously not,” I retorted, making him raise his eyebrows.       

                “So how many women have you been with?”

                “Oh, don’t make this perverted.”

                “I’m not, I’m just curious as to what else you’ve kept from me.”

                “Ashley has been the only one, except for a few brief flings with girls in college.”

                “So how long were you two together?”

                “Almost three years, we broke up when I went to New York, but we stayed best friends until the night before I graduated from NYU.”

                “What happened?” I looked down as I felt my throat close up.

                “Well I wanted more, I was still in love with her but she didn’t feel the same so she left and we haven’t talked since, until tonight.” He covered my hand with his and I looked back up with a fake smile. He sighed and looked away, as if thinking about something.

                “Do you still love her?” He said this as though it hurt to say it. I was going to lie; I was going to deny everything. He’d never take me alive! “I need to know Spencer, please.” He sounded so pathetic and it broke me. Crap.

                “I’ll always love her.” I answered, making him nod but stand up and scratch his head thoughtfully. “I love you, you know that.” I said, getting up to grab his hand.

                “But you love her too.”

                “I’m with you aren’t I? If I didn’t love you would I still be here?”

                “Yeah, but do you want to be with me? I mean am I more than just a protection blanket for you?” I had to make a decision. I could walk away from him right now and try to be with Ashley the girl who broke my heart and probably would never want me back. Or I could stay with a man who loved me and wanted to marry me. A man who would do anything for me and protect me for the rest of my life and I’d always have Ashley as a friend.