On the Edge (SCU Hockey #3)

by J.J. Mulder

“He doesn’t. I asked and he said it’s not safe to ride things that have a mind of their own.” I cast my eyes toward the ceiling dramatically. “That sentence is a veritable goldmine of gay jokes.”

“Certainly not!” I protest, offended. “But you are sitting very close to me, and you make me feel…strange. I don’t want to pressure you, but I think I’d enjoy more kissing. With you,” I clarify, in case he’s confused. I really don’t want to kiss anyone else.

“You see?” he asks, and I nod, even though I do not see. “Give it a try.”

I am sorry for the people who have not treated you well, because they no longer get to know you and that is a terrible thing.”