Lyndon sampled the congee and remarked leisurely, "Mr. Hughes, I've declared my orientation. Your looks of affection are unwarranted."

Dumbfounded, Brian couldn't muster a reply.

He was not gazing with affection!

Lyndon certainly thought too highly of himself!

Rosalynn, eavesdropping on their exchange, flicked her gaze between them and couldn't suppress a grin.