Kamyla

“Ryan is straight,” James said.

“Everyone’s straight until they’re not,” Tristan said, looking bored. “Zach isn’t exactly gay, either. Attraction is either there or not, and labels have little to do with it.”
― Alessandra Hazard, Just a Bit Confusing

“Is it…is it possible to be best mates who fuck and kiss, but exclusively?”

There was dead silence.

Finally, Nick took Tyler’s chin in his hand and tipped his face up. Nick’s expression was a little pinched. “Are you looking for the word ‘boyfriend,’ maybe?”

Tyler swallowed.

“Do you want to be my boyfriend, Tyler?” Nick said, studying him.

Tyler licked his dry lips, his face uncomfortably warm.

Nick suddenly grinned, looking more relaxed and carefree than Tyler had seen him in months. “You totally do, don’t you? Look at that blush!”

“Fuck off,” Tyler muttered, punching him in the chest a little.”
― Alessandra Hazard, Just a Bit Gay

“Shawn, are you hurt?”
With a gasp, he shoved Rutledge away and focused his gaze on Emily. “What? No!”
A furrow appeared between her small brows. “I thought you were hurt. You were making noises.”
His face warm, Shawn determinedly avoiding looking at Rutledge. “I wasn’t making noises.”
“You were!” Bee said, looking puzzled. “Lying is bad! You said so!”
Emily nodded. “And why did Mr. Rutledge put his tongue in your mouth?”
“Because your brother wanted something to suck on,” Rutledge commented, starting the engine.”
― Alessandra Hazard, Just a Bit Twisted

“Marty is my best friend, and he’s straight.”Ian gave me an aggravated look. “Can’t shag your sister, can’t shag your friend, can’t shag you, can’t shag Vlad. If I wanted to be this sexless and miserable, I’d get married.”
― Jeaniene Frost, Into the Fire