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Never Say Never is coming May 21st
Are you ready for Frisco's story? You all loved the BEST best friend who helped Presley find love in Fool For Love but shunned it for himself.
Well you know what I said to him?
Never Say Never, Frisco! And I was right because once he met Torre, there was no turning back.
Never becomes Forever.
Here's a little snippet.
“How’s the wedding planning coming along?”
But Presley, now that he’d fallen in love with Nate and was properly loved in return, had discovered a steely spine and wasn’t afraid to use it, especially with me. He’d blossomed into a confident man.
I’d created a damn Frankenstein.
“Liar. Don’t change the subject.” As if fighting an internal war to hold back, Presley hesitated, then plunged ahead. “If you think I can’t see you’re a hundred miles away from this conversation, you’re wrong. You’re my best friend, like my brother, but you don’t let me see who you are inside.” Dark-eyed and somber, he pressed his lips together and shook his head.
And if I have my way, you never will. It’s not a pretty sight in here. You’re the light to my dark.
With a smile on my lips, I swept my hand out in a grand gesture. “I’m me. A little bit sarcastic, always well dressed, with a palate second to none.” I brushed at the lapel of my suit. “And now, apparently, relegated to eating lasagna at a place called Mangia.” A shudder rolled through me. “I’d better stop at CVS and buy up their stock of Pepto and Imodium. I don’t foretell a pleasant ending to my night.”
Well you know what I said to him?
Never Say Never, Frisco! And I was right because once he met Torre, there was no turning back.
Never becomes Forever.
Here's a little snippet.
“How’s the wedding planning coming along?”
But Presley, now that he’d fallen in love with Nate and was properly loved in return, had discovered a steely spine and wasn’t afraid to use it, especially with me. He’d blossomed into a confident man.
I’d created a damn Frankenstein.
“Liar. Don’t change the subject.” As if fighting an internal war to hold back, Presley hesitated, then plunged ahead. “If you think I can’t see you’re a hundred miles away from this conversation, you’re wrong. You’re my best friend, like my brother, but you don’t let me see who you are inside.” Dark-eyed and somber, he pressed his lips together and shook his head.
And if I have my way, you never will. It’s not a pretty sight in here. You’re the light to my dark.
With a smile on my lips, I swept my hand out in a grand gesture. “I’m me. A little bit sarcastic, always well dressed, with a palate second to none.” I brushed at the lapel of my suit. “And now, apparently, relegated to eating lasagna at a place called Mangia.” A shudder rolled through me. “I’d better stop at CVS and buy up their stock of Pepto and Imodium. I don’t foretell a pleasant ending to my night.”
