Love Sick
No kidding, my performance so far was Oscar worthy. I even added a whole show of looking down at my hands while I spoke. "Hey, come here." Oh, holy mother of firm chests and abs! If hugs from Bryce were replacements for Oscar awards, then I sure had no complaints. Damn, I was feeling like a mini creep for tracing my hands through his chest in the name of holding him for comfort. "It's fine," I said, managing a small smile. "Really, it's all good." He nodded, smiling softly back at me. And for the seconds that followed, neither of us said anything, we just watched Elliot and Rosco play catch. Well, until.... "You want to know the truth?" That caught my attention, and I turned to star
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