Sweet

by Howl Avery

When did we start selling jam? I have no idea. I know nothing anymore. Go ahead and ask my name. I can’t even tell you.

On-the-spot social interaction has never been my strength.

Whereas I’m that dog in the burning room telling himself everything is fine.

Thanks, babe. I made this one just for you.

So, an eager PP doesn’t need much time. I set my timer and about seven minutes is all it took for him to get from the parking lot of his job to outside his house, and another minute at most before he was inside.

Don’t stare at his ass. Don’t do it. Do not stare at it. Of course, I say all this to myself while actively staring.

I like to think I did okay when we talked on Sunday. Not too horribly awkward. And I actually got words out. Whole sentences, even.

Fairly certain that this violates some kind of bro code, but as they say, all’s fair in love and war. And fucking guys, we’re the worst.

Now, I don’t know who once told this precious ray of sunshine to shut up about his special interests, but I want to knock their teeth in.

I’d almost rather talk all night with Cas than spend it fucking Jess, and that can’t be normal.

I’m not imagining their expression while getting fucked, but the look on their face when I strangle them. Don’t worry, I’m well aware that’s not normal and I’ve come to terms with it.

I’m not so sure what normal should be, only that I’m not it.

“I’ve never bottomed.” “Are all the bottoms fleeing to the city or something? Because there is a distinct shortage in an already limited pool of options out here.”

including a shirt I stole from Will. As in, he likely doesn’t know I took it when I saw him,

And then, there’s the part of him I glimpsed long ago but readily dismissed.

The last time I saw him, I spent the night at his house after our date.

being alone with him and in a situation I potentially can’t control always puts me on edge.

A thumb strokes up my throat from my clavicle,

“Sounds like someone’s fallen in love,” he says with a smirk. “No. You fucking came along and tripped me.”