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After all the years, all the denials, all the episodes of cannibalism (okay, just the one bit of cannibalism. Poor Bobby, he’ll always be missed.) Tad finally thought this was the moment.
But no, it wasn’t to be. It never was with Stephen. Tad’s humiliation being broadcast all across America, hell, internationally, was something he didn’t think he could live down. But what was the alternative?
Deep down Stephen cared, Tad knew it. One day, he’d show it. Those warm brown eyes would fill with love and devotion. He’d lean forward and Tad would smell Stephen’s intriguing cologne. His voice would soften and whisper in Tad’s ear,
“TAD, STOP DAYDREAMING AND FIX THAT SHELF UNDER MY DESK!”