Revenge of the Nerd Ch 32
I had met him when I was younger, but I was again introduced to Pietro Cohen. He wasn’t as pretty as me, but what a hunk. When I might otherwise have had the inclination to swoon, what I was thinking was, ‘Bask in the warmth of your presence as a rose resumes its growth when revived from the chill of the night by the morning sun, and be nourished by the sound of your sweet voice.’ Pete who? Pietro was rich, charming and supremely confident. Even his posture said he could buy anything, get...