It’s the middle of July, and Rico Davin is about to faint -- not from the heat, though. For the whole summer, he gets to watch his best friend, Chance Raynor, shirtless and wet on the beach playing volleyball with his buddies. The perspiration on Chance’s skin is driving Rico nuts. It doesn’t help that he’s lusted after Chance since they met freshman year in college. What’s not to like in a tall, muscular, and just plain hot jock of a roommate? Unfortunately, Chance doesn’t see Rico the same way. Or does he?<br><br>When Rico is hit by a car while riding home on his bicycle, Chance shows him a side of his personality Rico never expected. Maybe it’s the heat or his concussion, but when they argue, Rico’s hidden feelings and insecurities come out in the open, for good or bad. Maybe getting sweaty could make it all better.

Sweat

I watched him remove his shirt and stick it in the back of his shorts before heading north on the sand to where he typically played volleyball with his friends. I gazed after him until he disappeared from view, then tried to get some work done. We hadn’t had our “talk” as yet, but I knew it would be only a matter of time.


If he was really in earnest, I didn’t know what to say. I’d always wanted to be with Chance, but never thought it would happen. Now, it seemed to be a possibility, and I wasn’t sure I was up to it. Why would he be interested anyway?


Shaking my head at the lack of answers, I got a  of my story done, and then did a few more hours of research before I checked my phone to see it was almost time for Chance to pick me up. I gathered my things and went outside to sit on one of the chairs to wait.


He was only five minutes late when he arrived. His smile was brighter than the sun and his body was sweaty and glistening and I wanted to…


Chapter 7