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I was doing a little cleaning in the saloon when a low voice interrupted me.

" Do you require assistance? "

The voice came from my behind and no doubt the man who was standing there was John Wyatt. I had hated myself when I was alone with John Wyatt. I couldn't form any words to say to him. I struggled composing myself. He had this energy that would allow my body to turn into a jelly. Weird it may seemed, but he had this gaze that penetrates through my soul, like he was stripping me in the inside.

" No, thank you." I said to him as I wiped the counter.

" You're gay, right?" He had asked bluntly. But it was a statement rather than a question.

Beads of sweat were dripping from my forehead. How does he know? I had concealed my sexuality perfectly that it came to the point that all the ladies in the town fancied on me. They had found me attractive and so manly.

" No of course not. " I stiffed.

My face was devoid of expression. I had to be stoic so that he could not read me. I was starting to get scared and was planning to flee out of the scene.

" Oh yes, you aren't. That's why you have this gaze on me like you're stripping me. You look at me like you wanted to tear my shirt.
Think I didn't notice that man?"
He said sarcastically but I could see a thin smile on his face.

No way in hell I would confess my sexuality to him.
This man was stubborn. So what if I had a crush on him. Think he had the right to humiliate me. Good thing the saloon was closed. No other person could witness the cockiness of this man.

I tried to seeth rage. " What are you talking about?

(Damn I could hear my heart pounding, why was I so nervous?)

Why so blunt? I have just known you for a week. You can't kid me like we're real friends."

" I ain't kidding. Just admit it that you have a crush on me."

Damn I did not know that John Wyatt had so much confidence in him, too much confidence that it appeared to me as boastful. He was not like this when he was talking to my father. He was so calm and deadly serious.

" You know what, I have many things to do. So can I leave now? I ain't gonna ride your absurd statements about me." I sidestepped him and grabbed the basin.

He shrugged his shoulders and said,

" Fine go ahead."

I was in the doorway when he hollered," If you're not gay, then why not come with me to the dance this evening at eight. You have been working so much. You need to go out I bet all the ladies are dying for you. They want you to deflower them."

I froze. Unable to speak.

" Was that a brilliant idea? " he continued.

I recomposed myself.
" Oh I would love that. But I have a lot of reading to do. I have been wanting to finish Shakespeare's book. Maybe next time. " My voice was a bit shaky.

" Is that Romeo and Juliet" he laughed teasingly.

I shivered inwardly when he said to me, " You're so gay."

Damn I had hoped that my father did not hear that.

Without saying a single word I vanished the scene.

**********

" Hey, I'm coming with you to the dance. "
I said after he opened his door in his room.

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