It’s one thing, to want to help in an insurance-fraud case, but Scotty felt definitely like a fish out of water in this expensive office. Still it didn’t look as stiff as some of the other rooms he’s seen while walking down the corridors. And he could not complain about the lawyer either. Cute as hell and probably straight.
Scotty sure wished he wouldn’t so easily fall a guy in a good suit.
And this young lawyer looked good in a his suit, in a good office, with probably matching good, well-filled girlfriend, good career-opportunities and a good solid car,... not some rusty old Ranchero….
He had been on time, but after a little look at his papers and a long look at him, up and down and all the way up again, the secretary had merely grinned:
“You don’t want an appointment with Mr Benedict, honey. You will want to talk to the other lawyer assigned to the Mangopian-case... Mr Walker... Kevin Walker.”
“I do?” Scotty wondered.
“Oh, yes, Mr Benedict is a bit… homophobic. I don’t think you two would get along….”
“And this Mr Walker is not….”
“No, not at all. Cutest one around, but make no mistake, he’s as a good a shark as anyone else here. You’ll really want him….” she had smiled, and just as Scotty meant to ask her what she meant, he met Mr Walker ….
He looked good, had a great voice, heavenly blue eyes and Scotty would love to run his fingers through those curls, but at the same time, Mr Walker was way too professional…. There was nothing that felt personal. It was like watching an act being performed. Something created to conform to the idea of general opinion.
He kept thinking about what the secretary had said. You’ll want him….
Kevin asked him some questions and he answered them. Name, address, telephone number, the company he worked for, would he mind if this conversation would be recorded? No? Good. Click. Scotty told him about his work and how he would eavesdrop on the sales men.
He noticed Kevin even more. So if he was cute, what purpose would that serve him? He noticed Kevin’s hands. He pays even more attention to every movement Kevin makes. His smile, his behaviour, the way he looks at Scotty.
And suddenly he sees the light. He sees what the secretary meant with her remark. For one moment there is disbelief. It is so obvious.
“Oh, my god, oh my god, you’re gay...”