The world is coming to an end. Allan is pretty sure that's the only explanation for the rain of salt that's been falling for days, killing people in the streets with its insidious power, spoiling the earth, and bringing Armageddon on a bit sooner than everyone expected.<br><br>Knowing he'll probably die empowers Allan to quit his job, break up with his cheating boyfriend, and even put his fear aside when he meets Ricky, a mysterious man with a gun.<br><br>They connect in a way that makes him sad that the end of the world is so imminent. A few lusty moments seem to be all they manage to steal ... until the morning.

World Enough and Time

He tries to act surprised. “What? Allan?


finally get this out between us. “I’m not letting you fuck around


He doesn’t say anything for a long while. I


think he’s fallen asleep; it wouldn’t be the first time. Then in a


low, sexy voice, he purrs, “Listen, we can talk about it. Let me


And because time’s slipping away, the salt’s


still coming down and hitting my windows like handfuls of dirt, I’m


not getting any younger here and I’m going to die sooner than I


ever imagined, I hang up the phone. Fuck him.


I should’ve done that a long time ago.


So now what? I look in the fridge and see I’m


down to one frozen meal—a box of Hot Pockets suffering from a


severe case of freezer burn. There’s a grocery down the street,


right near the subway where I’d catch the train if I still went to


work, and since I don’t know when the people who own it will decide


Chapter 2