The Only One
How could he when Mike didn’t even know the type of man he was planning to marry. Sure, many couples had secrets, but he doubted that many of them carried around a secret of the magnitude that he had been hiding from Mike during their three year courtship. A knock sounded on the door and he was almost grateful for the interruption of his thoughts.
“Come in.” Jesse glanced briefly at the door before turning his attention back to his reflection. He straightened his tie and simply just fidgeted as he struggled with the weight on his broad shoulders. A hand fell on his shoulder and he met the blue gaze staring back at him with his own green one.
“You doing okay?” Thomas squeezed his shoulder and then turned Jesse to face him. “I just saw Mike, he’s probably almost as nervous as you are.”
Jesse smiled at the mention of his fiancé’s name, but his expression quickly sobered as he remembered the secret still festering inside him. After that, chances were that Mike would no longer be nervous, but that was only because he would probably be running for the hills.
“He’s taking it a lot better than I thought he would. I had really thought he might at least postpone the wedding after you told him.”
“I haven’t told him yet.” Jesse swallowed and forced himself to continue. “I’ve been trying to, I just haven’t been able to find the right time.”
“Jesse! There is no right time for something like this! You have to tell him, and tell him all of it!” Thomas was the only person, save himself, that actually knew how he had spent those first few years after leaving home.