Scary in Love

by Holly June Smith

When you see these things as often as I do, you stop being afraid of death or dying. I’m far more terrified of things in the real world, like the persistent dismantling of basic human rights by those in power, urinary tract infections, and falling in love.

And her gorgeous thighs. I want to spread them apart, tear those fishnets wide open, and sink my teeth into her skin.

“Hey Mason Miller, why are you so nervous to talk to me?” “Have you seen yourself, Jenna Laing?”

I catch myself just before I trip off the edge of the pavement, but I know I’d willingly throw myself into traffic to hear her laugh like that again.