Top Secret

by Sarina Bowen

But the problem with hitting Send is, the other person still gets the message, because you fucking hit Send.

Someone helping him from the goodness of their heart is completely inconceivable to him, and damned if that isn’t one of the saddest things I’ve ever encountered.

“Swear to God, can’t you just be gay? Do you have to be an academic, too? It’s like a dagger through the heart.”

I’m just a guy, standing on a beach in nothing but his favorite pair of lobster shorts, waiting for the right man to love me.