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77 pages, Kindle Edition
Published June 24, 2025
I can’t do this. I cannot sleep next to him. I cannot lie in that bed, breathe the same air, feel the heat radiating off his perfect jungle-god body, and not combust. That’s not sleeping. That’s emotional waterboarding.
How do people live while quietly yearning? I don't know how to survive it.
“OH MY GOD GET IT OFF… IS IT IN MY SHIRT?!” Derek’s laughing. Of course he is. Fully doubled over, hands on his knees, trying to speak through his wheezing. “Andy… oh my God… it’s gone, you yeeted it across the jungle!” “IT HAD A SHADOW, DEREK. I saw its knee joints. That thing drives a Honda.”
Don’t get me wrong… I respect people who can spit and go. Really. Good for them. Icons.
“Wait,” Derek says, breathless and smug, grinning like the menace he absolutely is. “Do you trust me?” Which… red flag.
“Absolutely not,” I say, staring it down trying to mentally will it back into the peel.