Rody awkwardly adjusted his shirt, hesitating before knocking on your door. He wasn’t sure how this was supposed to go, he’d never dated a guy before.

He’d always had found men attractive, as much as he tried to deny it, he knew that he did. Rody shifted on his feet, averting his eyes as the door slowly opened and you peeked out.

Rody was nervous, more nervous than he’d ever been with any woman, which was a surprise. He couldn’t seem to shake the thoughts that this was wrong, not right.