Tuesday, 8th November 2022

"Good morning," Trent said, sitting in the chair across from Roy when he walked in.

"You're back from the book tour?"

"Yes," Trent told him. "Thank you for the foreword."

Roy nodded with a grunt.

"I'm hoping the offer to stick around this season is still open."

"You can," Roy told him, "but, not in my fucking office."

"I'll find a corner," Trent told him.

"Good," Roy sat down and opened his laptop. They both knew Roy barely used it. Trent took the hint and left the room.

Eight hours later, he came back in and sat across from Roy.

"What?" Roy growled.

"Are you really living with Jamie Tartt?" Trent asked.

"Fuck off."

"If you ever want someone to help you draft something about coming out."

Roy laughed.

Trent frowned. "I know you don't ha-"

"I've never been in," Roy told him. "You've written about me and half the guys I've fucked. I've been papped with a bunch of them over the years. My fucking sister keeps a scrapbook she started when she was 13."

Trent gaped at him.

"No one ever fucking asked," Roy told him. "No one thought I could be and I just never cared to correct them."

"I don't remember any rumours."

"Because people assume hard man Roy Kent is only fucking women with his cock with a bend in it."

Trent opened his mouth and then closed it.

"It doesn't," Roy told him. "It's just how I make my hips move."

Trent nodded.

"And technically, he's living with me," Roy told him, grabbing his bag. "See you tomorrow, Trent."

Trent was sitting in the room alone for a few minutes before Dani poked his head in.

"Hello Trent Crimm, are you back with us?"

"Yes," Trent said, smiling at Dani.

"This is wonderful," Dani said.

"I thought the team had left."

"No," Dani said. "Jamie and I are still here."

"Jamie?" Trent asked.

Jamie walked over, standing behind Dani. "Hi, Trent."

"You're living with Roy Kent," Trent said. "If you ever need help drafting anything should someone try to out you, I'm happy to help."

"Thanks," Jamie said. "You were here when Colin came out, you know I'm pansexual."

"All you said was that you were flattered," Trent said.

"Flattered that they knew me so well."

"Well, I'm still happy to help if you ever need it."

"Thanks, but anyone who doesn't like it can bite my juicy arse."

"And mine," Dani agreed. "They have no right to be judgemental."

"I agree," Trent said. "I'll see you both tomorrow."

"Wait," Jamie said. "See you later, amigo."

"Bye," Dani responded, holding his hand out to Jamie, and then leaving.

"What do you need?" Trent asked.

"I'm putting together a foundation," Jamie told him, sliding into Roy's seat.

"I have heard rumours."

"It's for women and families attempting to escape family violence," Jamie said. "I'm going to have to answer questions around why I'm focussing on that."

"You will."

"And I don't want to be some poster child for kids whose fathers were abusive but I am a child of a father who is abusive."

"I'm sorry to hear that," Trent told him.

"I need some help crafting something for when they ask me questions."

"I can help with that."

"What are you doing tonight, want to get a water and talk about it?" Jamie asked, tucking his hands into the bottom of his top.

"I'm free."

Jamie nodded. "Back room at the Crown and Anchor in thirty minutes?"

"See you then."

"I'm not allowed to drink in season," Jamie told him. "I might stare at your while you do."

Trent laughed. "Still training with Roy?"

"Yes."

"See you then."

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