Like You’ve Nothing Left to Prove (Breakaway #2)

by E.L. Massey

Jeff makes a sad noise. “Hey,” he whines, “how am I supposed to be a good role model for you if we never spend time together?” “How am I supposed to be successful if you’re my role model?”

only because Rushy is a brick wall and has possibly taken up sorcery.

he knows it’s stupid to care so much. But he doesn’t know how to stop.

“So,” she says. “Do you…want to talk about feelings some more?” “Nope.” “Do you want to see if there’s anything on TV?” “Please.”

“Have you had to make any adjustments to having a gay captain?” the man asks. “No,” Jeff says evenly, making Jessica proud. “Yes,” Kuzy said seriously. “We make Alex wear blindfold in the shower so he’s not see our dicks. Because no homo. Is rainbow blindfold though. Because Hell Hounds also pro-homo. You know?”

You did not come this far to only come this far,

“On purpose. You’ve chosen to love me on purpose.”