Dr. Jung's jaw tightened at Max's words. He turned his head sharply toward Melanie, his eyes wide with confusion. But she only leaned back in her chair, her lips curving into a sly smile, and gave him a quick wink as if to say, go along with it.
Inside, his brain began to race. He had never once told Melanie that he liked men. He had never admitted that the only man he had ever cared about in that way was Cadence. He had carried that quiet truth inside him for years.
At the same time, it was also true that he had never been interested in any woman either. Not once. That was why, after a lot of thought, he had accepted himself as someone who was probably asexual—someone who could live with loving Cadence from afar, staying by his side and nothing more.
