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.

“I guess I’m asking, are you a nice guy or a sick fuck?” He traces his finger down the column of my throat. “Heaven forbid a man wants to be both.”

“So what’s the verdict?” I ask. “I think you’re my dream girl, Jenna Laing.”