How was he meant to react to something like that? At first, he'd laughed at the ridiculousness of it all, how the tables had been turned on them. Well, Bruce didn't know what to think after the laughter had died down. Darcy was a guy. A really pretty guy at that too, how was that fair?
He admitted that he'd stayed at work a little longer than he had to, delaying the inevitable 'what the fuck, you're a guy?!' conversation with his wife. Of course he loved her but Bruce had never been attracted to men of any kind, not even in college when most people he knew experimented with their sexuality. He'd never had any thoughts or feelings towards men at all.
Dumping his keys on the table by the door, Bruce wondered if this was an elaborate prank. "Hey, I'm home." he called softly, not wanting to wake up Jacob, but she was already there waiting for him. "Jesus, it's actually true."