For a moment Rusty forgot that they were even speaking as boy and boy, because as a woman Brad exuded feminine charm... just in a Brad way. And to Rusty that was as good as anybody could get. But then he was being shoved away and Brad was on his feet as if Rus had just slapped him.
"Hey, wait a minute, did I do something wrong?" Rusty scooted to the end of the bed, "I've not had anyone storm out my room before, come on, don't make this a first time?"