The Sinner and the Preacher

Chapter One

"Honestly I fucking hate gay people." Christian says with a smile.
All of the guys mumble in agreement.
They get weird and disapproving stares from the people around them, but they don't give a shit.
"I hate you, too." Tratton mumbles under his breath.
"Huh?" Christian questions
"I said I hate them too." Tratton replies louder.
Out of the corner of his eyes, he sees Brent at another table, laughing.
God he makes it hard to stay in the closet.
"Traaaaatooon. Your girls comin over." Simon says with a smirk.
Judith is walking over, her hair blowing in the wind as she smiles and sits on Tratton's lap. But he couldn't care less. His mind and eyes have landed back at the other table, far away from her kiss on his cheek.
"And...babe? Babe?! Are you listening?"
"What? Yeah, yeah."
"Okay. Well, you wanna come over tonight?" Judith smiles at him.
Simon's batting his eyes while Christan winks at him.
No. Not at all. But this was the third time she'd asked, and he was running out of excuses for this week.
"I thought you had that musical meeting or whatever." He suggests.
"Damn, yeah. Okay, tomorrow your coming over. Definitely." She sighs.
Tiffany calls her over, so she pats his thigh and runs off.
"Your lucky, man. She's kinda annoying, but your lucky." Tyler says when shes gone.
"Yeah, sure I am."