Heat Wave (The Extraordinaries, #3)

by T.J. Klune

He didn’t understand how the comics made it look so easy. He was supposed to wear a skintight costume while also worrying about getting into college?

“What in the good goddamn shit, Gibby,” Guardian growled. “Stop fornicating when we’re supposed to be stopping a jewel heist! I need the schematics of the building.”

We don’t believe in toxic masculinity in our house. Glitter is for everyone.”

Seth smiled against Nick’s mouth, and for a moment, Nick could pretend that nothing else mattered. That they were just two queer boys without a care in the world. This is what I fight for, Nick thought

Assholes are always going to asshole.

“Hey, Owen?” Jazz asked. “Do you know what the uvula is?” Owen blinked. “The little dangly thing that hangs at the back of the throat?” “Yes,” Jazz said sweetly. “If you don’t tell us why you’re here in the next five seconds, I’ll show you yours.”

“Sweet threads,” Burrito Jerry said, eyeing the men up and down. “I wore glitter once during Pride Week when I was driving people around. I got hit on by a guy who called himself Tank, and it made me question my sexuality. Figured out I’m a bit more fluid than I thought. Good guy, Tank.”