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

“Look,” Maxi said, as they reached the crossroads where he went right to the gym, and she went left and walked down the canal path towards home. “Come out tonight. At least meet Demi before you write him off. You’ve said yourself you’re not going to actually ask this guy at the gym out, so…why not ask Demi out instead and forget about the other guy?”


Tab chewed on the edge of his lip. She had a point, loathe as he was to admit it. Aunt JuliKate had had a point, loathe as he was to admit that. Nick was blatantly straight, and even if he wasn’t, he wouldn’t fancy Tab. He’d go for some similarly gorgeous, glass-cheekboned killing machine. As it was, Nick would have some dancer girlfriend lurking somewhere. That blonde girl who’d met him from the gym a while ago, she was probably a model or a dancer or a…a…dancer who modelled at the same time.


Tab sighed, and caved. “Fine,” he said. “But just a couple of games. And it’s not a date.”


Chapter 16