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

Im a sexy-ass dweeb and u no u want this. u were the one giving the orders anyway, so its ur fault!!


Im ordering u to shut up and put ur hand down ur pants.


Tab groaned aloud, muting it with the back of the phone when it came out too loud, at the confirmation. He wasn’t the only one. Demi was…Demi was doing it, too, so he’d done it on purpose, so…


He couldn’t muster the brainpower to think, and dropped the phone for later. His brain drifted for a moment, trying to find something to latch onto, to focus on, to draw on.


It imagined Nick crouched over him, that deep raspy voice murmuring, “You seem kind of stuck now.” He’d do things before suggesting them. One of those intense, powerful hands would fit over Tab’s, so that technically he only touched Tab’s hand, but the intent would be clear in those blue eyes. “Fancy a hand?” he’d say.


Tab came apart on his own, to Demi’s words and Nick’s image, and had never felt so torn 14


Chapter 38