Chapter 16 MANNY I stroke my fingers through both of their hair as they kiss lazily, kneeling by my feet, Shawn’s blindfold still on. Does he need the excuse for detachment and distance still or is he ready to admit that he’s in love with his best friend? ...
Chapter 15 QUINN I have no clue how we managed to get a hotel room in New Orleans same day. It has to be some kind of miracle. Sure, it’s not right on Bourbon street or in the French Quarter, but it’s only a few blocks away....
Chapter 14 SHAWN The windows are rolled down in spite of the heat because Manny insists that having wind in your hair is better than breathing in all the “dust and shit” from the air conditioner. Every time I look over, Quinn has his arm out the window,...
Chapter 13 MANNY Damn, I’m good. I smile to myself while I work on building the fire, stealing glances at the two of them putting the tents up. The awkwardness and tension from this morning is completely gone. No more blushing or quickly pulling away when they accidentally touch....
Chapter 12 QUINN “Don’t think about leeches, don’t think about leeches,” I mutter as I race towards the lake, right behind Shawn, naked as the day I was born. Feeling the warm breeze on my bare skin is a little scandalous and a lot exciting....