It was worse than the confusion about the date. That had been a phone call, easily misunderstood. This time, Inui was here, and Kaidoh was no closer to understanding him.
He’d said, “Let’s go out.” Kaidoh had figured the tennis shop, and was right, but while the conversation remained professional, the encounter was feeling…a little more than friendly.
They seemed to touch..a lot. Inui’s interest in his training was…excessive. And Kaidoh kept getting this…look.
He began to suspect something more than a shopping trip.
Inui finally cornered him outside the store. “Just so there’s no mistake,” he said…and kissed him.