I heard somewhere that there’s a little truth behind every joke, I think Freud might have said it. Maybe I need to get over myself and just admit that I want to fuck Remy. The thought makes my insides turn to ice. “So this is the secret hideout,” I say, hoping he doesn’t hear the slight tremor. H...
My mouth is too full to answer. I bob my head up and down and tear another bite before I’ve swallowed. We’re sitting on a fire escape in a dark alley, away from the streetlights and the chances of a police car patrolling the area for kids out past curfew. The fire escape is near the exhaust pipe ...