"I'm not judging the gays. I'm judging you." He was a dumb queer, not the other gays. Holden was bent but he was fine, as far as therapist went. He didn't really mind the gay thing, never got the issue or the hype. Hell, he'd been fucked in the ass often enough to know it must hold an appeal.

Tally got his keys from his pocket and tossed them to Kian, letting him open the door while he slipped into the side.

"Limitations are for weaker men who want to worry about people and ideas and whatever other bullshit that worries them. I have no worries. I'm worry free. So I don't give a shit."