“Hold up,” he said before placing an arm on my shoulder. More sparks lit up the night, brighter than any amount of fireworks could. “I didn’t get your name.” “Joey. But everyone calls me Jay.” His eyes opened wide, and he leaned in. “I’m sorry, what?” “Jay,” I repeated myself. “My name is Jay.” “Ohhhhhh.” He started to laugh, and damn it, the sound of his laugh was perfect. “I thought you said gay.” I blinked a couple of times before I started to match his laughter. “No, but I am that too.” “Then we have something in common.” His grin pinned me in place. Okay, so he wasn’t straight. That made
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