Life's not easy when your mum's nuts, your uncle is becoming your aunt, and one of your crushes could -- and probably would -- break your face if he found out how you felt about him. That's Tab's life, though, malevolent gods and all. His text-flirting with Demi, the brother of his best friend, is going nowhere: Demi already has a boyfriend and anyway, who dates their best friend's twin? But then, the pining after Nick is going nowhere either, because Nick probably likes gay-bashing on Friday nights for fun. He's gorgeous, but he's dangerous, and Tab knows better than that. So what's a bit of harmless flirting, when one is taken and the other is straight? It's just a bit of fun. That is until Demi is suddenly single, and Nick is not looking as straight and scary as he was before.

The Suicidal Peanut

“And if you can’t work up the nerve to even get a photo of this guy…”


Maxi rolled her eyes. “Whatever. How’re you going to ask him if you can draw him?”


Tab shrugged, flushing. He’d meant to get a photo the other day. He’d taken a camera with him and everything. But then not only had Nick arrived with one of the other boxers, some pretty blonde girl had shown up towards the end of the class and waited for him. They’d hugged, and Tab had had a visitation from the God of Unwarranted, Unfair, and Unnecessary Violence. (He’d want to stab her in the face.) At least they hadn’t kissed


Stupid Nick. Stupid, straight, heterosexual, zero-on-the-Kinsey-scale, girl-hugging, skirt-chasing, hot as hell Nick.


“I’ll get round to it,” he mumbled.


“Uh-huh,” Maxi said sceptically. “I’m just saying, you know, I am totally happy to ask him for you.”


Chapter 10