Pushing off the car, I duck my head as I walk by.
He grabs my hand. “Thanks again. Really.”
I give him a small smile. “No problem.” I expect him to let go, but he continues to hold on, looking as if he wants to say something but can’t find the words. I raise my eyebrows, silently questioning.
“Umm, you should call… if you want to hang out sometime… over the weekend or something when you’re not working.”
“Okay.” I’m quick to agree.
He smiles again. “Good.” He’s dropped my hand, but I can’t leave yet. It’s his turn to raise an eyebrow.
“I, uhh, can’t call without a phone number.” Gah! I’m asking a guy for his number! I mean… he’s a friend but maybe more? No. No, this is just a friend thing. We’ll hang with his sister and Clay. One big, happy group.
“Oh! Right. Hold on….” He opens his car door and bends to grab something from inside. Mmm, nice ass. I’m quick to look elsewhere before he emerges.
He grabs my hand and pulls it toward him. I try to ignore the little electrical-type shocks his touch is giving me. Clamping a pen in his teeth, he tugs on it, leaving the cap behind, imprisoned by his pearly whites. Turning my hand so it’s palm side up, he starts to write. It tickles a bit as the cool ink sweeps over my skin, seeping into my pores, creating a temporary numerical tattoo. When he finishes, he spits the cap into his hand before putting it back on the pen. I inspect the bleeding edges of the number he’s inscribed on my skin. I recite it back to him to make sure I can read it.
“That’s it,” he says with a grin. “Put it in your phone before that shower. Otherwise I’ll be mad you made me waste my ink.” Rolling my eyes, I promise to do as he says. He leans against his car as he watches me travel up the walk in front of my house. Once on the porch, I turn and give a little wave. He nods before rounding the car to get in. As I enter the house, I wonder why he waited for me to get to the door before leaving. Could he have been checking me out as I walked away? Nahhh….
Secrets. Their weight can be crushing, but their release can change everything—and not necessarily for the better. Ian is no stranger to secrets. Being a gay teen in a backwater southern town, Ian must keep his orientation under wraps, especially since he spends a lot of time with his hands all over members of the same sex, pinning their sweaty, hard bodies to the wrestling mat.
When he’s trying not to stare at teammates in the locker room, he’s busy hiding another secret—that he starves himself so he doesn’t get bumped to the next weight class.
Enter Julian Yang, an Adonis with mesmerizing looks and punk rocker style. Befriending the flirtatious artist not only raises suspicion among his classmates, but leaves Ian terrified he’ll give in to the desires he’s fought to ignore.
As secrets come to light, Ian’s world crumbles. Disowned, defriended, and deserted by nearly everyone, Ian’s one-way ticket out of town is revoked, leaving him trapped in a world he hates—and one that hates him back.
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Genre - LGBT, YA
Rating – PG-13
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