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“I’m not gay,” Atticus managed, sounding unsure even to himself. The stranger grinned, and Atticus’s stomach did somersaults. “Yeah, but you’re not straight either, are you?” “I’m a psychopath,” Atticus blurted. The stranger leaned forward, his whisper conspiratorial. “I’m a Scorpio. I still like banging dudes.”
He’d been in a dating slump since his brothers had decided to start mating for life like psychotic penguins.
I just learned not to waste my feelings on people who don’t deserve them.”
He wanted so badly to protest but the truth was…Atticus did want somebody to take the reins. Did it make him a bad person that he didn’t want to pay bills or change a tire or slit the throat of some Columbian drug lord? What was wrong with Atticus wanting to be taken care of as long as he provided something in return?
