Heat Wave (The Extraordinaries, #3)

by T.J. Klune

“Uh, sure? What did you have in—and now you’re bending over. Why are you—oh. Oh. Holy crap, dude. Are you going to…?” “I think so,” Seth said, looking up at him. “That all right?” “Yes,” Nick said quickly. “That sure sounds swell.” He cringed inwardly. Swell? His boyfriend was literally asking to fellate him and he said it sounded swell? He did not deserve oral sex.

“Oh my god,” Nick blurted, starting to panic all over again. “Jazz? Don’t come down here! Our penises are out!” Seth sighed deeply. “Ew,” Jazz said. “But also, aw. And don’t worry. I wouldn’t dream of coming down there. I bet it smells weird, like SeaWorld in August.” “Why is she so descriptive?” Nick lamented. Then, louder, “Stop ruining our special moment!”