Ah, Maestro, I'm so happy to read the first paragraph of your comment! I know people get frustrated with lack of development - this wouldn't be the first story of mine where this happens - but I am obsessed with having the right pacing. Unlike for other stories, where I don't plan ahead and my notes are basically a string of scene ideas that I know I have to connect coherently, I did a loose plan for this one for the days of this vacation so I can aim at having Lyn realizing things and acting on them at what I consider the right moment.
Yes, he realizes he's grown a lot since crushing on Brad in college! He didn't know it until he was here, 'fooling around' with Alexander. That's why the admission is a bit of a mild shock. But it does the trick. Brad is... Brad. The same from the past, or at least on the surface. As we dive deeper in both present and past, there will be layers to unveil there, too, I promise. Lyn is, however, different. Not fundamentally, that's not realistic, but he now knows that having a crush and friendly affection are two different things.
Did I ever mention this line from The Adventures of Tom Sawyer that kept circling in my head while writing this story?
'Amy Lawrence had vanished out of his heart and left not even a memory of herself behind.' That's when Tom sees Becky Thatcher for the first time, if my memory still serves me. When I was young - from seven-ish years old (when I read the story the first time) to at least fourth grade - I re-read Tom Sawyer about eleven times. And this line stayed with me forever out of many other great lines in it.
You're so right about Brad having to be honest... Will he be? He has to, and that's all I'm going to give you on this front.
Alexander doesn't play at seduction, and I think that's what makes him... real. It's the real deal for him, and Alexander from the past did play a role because it was demanded of him, at least to a degree. So Lyn needs to adjust to this new version of the demon... and I think, so far, he's doing well.
I really loved your comment - but I always do. Only that now I feel deeply flattered - and rewarded - because while the chapters for this story are shorter than what I usually write, they take me considerably longer to write, just because I'm getting so obsessed over finding the right words and nailing the right meaning for each scene.