Boyfriend Goals

by Riley Hart

A really hot guy who wasn’t irritating and didn’t make strange sex noises and didn’t want me to ask him to do what he was already doing.

I didn’t always eat the same foods for every meal, but I tried to for breakfast, especially Mondays. I liked to start my days a certain way, and the beginning of my workweek never wavered.

I already love how inclusive this is and lowkey reminds me of to catch a firefly

“You’re very attractive.” I smacked a hand over my mouth the second the words came out.

Something’s telling me I’m home, so I need to remove them, but it’s strange because I’m not home. My boxes are getting messed up, and I don’t like it.”

“I can’t wait to see you shoot. Can’t wait to see the look on your face when I make you blow your load all over yourself. That’s it, fuck my hand.” “That’s not annoying… Why isn’t that annoying?”

Because you like him and it’s real

I arched off the bed and yelled out. I didn’t even know what I said, but if I were watching me in porn, I’d hate me.

We’re bestie goals, but I’m also really interested in your cock.”

I noticed he’d only used her first name and not both, which meant he’d had a shift inside him when it came to Wilma. It was the same as when he’d called me Gideon instead of Tattoo Guy.

When you feel like you don’t fit, just know you fit with me. I’m not sure if that helps or not. I do that with you. If I’ve said something awkward or someone looks at me strangely, I just think about what it’s like to be with you,” Milo said.

“What ya doing?” Cammy asked. “Hanging out with Gideon,” Milo replied. “You don’t have too much energy today, do you?”

Quite literally me with kids lol

“Gideon stares at you like he’s lucky to even be in your orbit, Milo, like if you leave a room, you’re going to take everything good with you. Like maybe he doesn’t know how he ever survived without you.”

“Rachel said you look at me like you want to eat me alive. I figured that could be just because of the sex we have, but then she also said you seem lucky to be in my orbit, and something about how when I walk out of a room, everything good leaves with me, which is crazy talk. I don’t know how I could be that special, but then I was curious, and I wanted to see, but you just appeared normal to me. Then I was sad because…well, because I feel lucky to be in your orbit every time I’m around you, and when I’m not with you, sometimes it feels like I’m not complete.”

“Orbit.”