SO I’VE got six rules for dating. They go like this:
1) Never date the same person for more than one month.
2) Never date the same person twice.
3) Always behave like a gentleman, but try to remain distant and aloof.
4) Never give more than a kiss. Preferably short pecks. Definitely no tongue.
5) For the love of God, no touching breasts!
6) Always end it with an “It’s not you, it’s me” speech, highlighting her greatness while making yourself out to be the dog.
I’ve
got my reasons, and these keep me sane. Keeps most of the girls from
getting too attached and keeps my balls intact after I let them go.
A
brunette ball of energy bounds my way, all smiles and twinkling eyes.
My name is on her glossy coral lips, and her curves are probably the
focus of every hot-blooded male standing on the green.
Holding back a sigh, I open my arms to receive her, but as she’s rocketing my way, something—or actually someone—catches my attention.
Who.
Is.
That?
Shoulder-length
black hair with… are those blue stripes artfully running through it?
Skin like porcelain. The sun reflects off a silver lip ring. It seems to
be winking at me. Slight build, yet the skintight tee shows that he
must work out.
Shit.
My jaw is hanging and there is drool on my chin. My teeth snap closed,
and I try to focus on the girl hugging me. Maggie’s soft body is rubbing
up against mine as she greets me, but I cannot seem to avert my gaze
from the new boy. Who is that Adonis?
Dream Boy turns his head and our eyes meet.
Hole-lee shit.
I
swear my knees go weak. What the hell? Since when do I have lame
Harlequin Romance-type reactions like that? What’s next, gushing with
the girls over how hot this guy is? Somehow, I don’t think my girlfriend
will appreciate that. Somehow, I don’t think anyone in this town would
be down with that. Anger overtakes my lust as I picture everything I’ve
worked for going down the drain thanks to this guy. I need to snap out
of it.
Secrets.
Their weight can be crushing, but their release can change
everything—and not necessarily for the better. Ian is no stranger to
secrets. Being a gay teen in a backwater southern town, Ian must keep
his orientation under wraps, especially since he spends a lot of time
with his hands all over members of the same sex, pinning their sweaty,
hard bodies to the wrestling mat.
When
he’s trying not to stare at teammates in the locker room, he’s busy
hiding another secret—that he starves himself so he doesn’t get bumped
to the next weight class.
Enter
Julian Yang, an Adonis with mesmerizing looks and punk rocker style.
Befriending the flirtatious artist not only raises suspicion among his
classmates, but leaves Ian terrified he’ll give in to the desires he’s
fought to ignore.
As
secrets come to light, Ian’s world crumbles. Disowned, defriended, and
deserted by nearly everyone, Ian’s one-way ticket out of town is
revoked, leaving him trapped in a world he hates—and one that hates him
back.
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Genre - LGBT, YA
Rating – PG-13
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