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

“Oh I can deliver,” Nick said sharply. “Especially when you won’t fucking touch me, tosser. Too scared to get the gay on your gloves.”


Allen ground his teeth audibly, and Tab pulled on Nick’s elbow. “Leave it,” he said. “Kill him in the ring, don’t start here.”


“Why don’t you listen to your boyfriend?”


“And kill you later? Sure,” Nick said, and smiled. It was a shark smile. It was completely ice-cold, and Tab fisted his other hand in his jacket pocket. Why. The hell. Was he finding Nick-the-dangerous-fucknut so hot? He needed therapy, seriously.


“Just so you know,” Allen called as Nick turned away towards the doors, and Tab closed his eyes, groaning. Great. Just great. “I could destroy you.”


Allen shrugged. “Bet your boxing buddies wouldn’t be pleased to hear about the queer in their midst.”


Tab wanted to drag him into the gym by the arm. And knew he couldn’t. And…simultaneously…kind of didn’t want to either.


Chapter 40