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You're welcome, Steve! I'm glad you are enjoying it. 🙂💕
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Ryan spent the first night in Michael’s room, savoring every moment. For once, he felt truly free—no Nathan to answer to, no Sarah to tiptoe around. It was just him and Michael. Michael had ordered room service, and the dinner was exquisite. They barely finished their meal before moving on to dessert—not the one on the cart, but each other. That night, Michael was completely uninhibited. When the weight of his double life was lifted, he was a different man—intense, passionate, and almo
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Jer does need to grow up, his father has been gone a long time. He needs to make space in his heart.
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This one was more fun to write...
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The next morning started the same as always. Jen dropped me off at school in her beat-up car. The air con barely worked, and the ride smelled faintly of whatever she’d eaten on her last shift—and sick or dead people. "Have a good day, Jer," she said, pulling up to the curb. I grunted my reply and slung my backpack over my shoulder as I stepped out. I wasn’t exactly excited to face another day of wandering hallways and sitting alone at lunch. Inside, the school was buzzing with the
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Michael finally found a way to bring Ryan along without raising any suspicions at home. He’d managed to hide it all in plain sight. The Head of Implementation worked in a different department with a separate expense reporting structure—a perfect cover. Michael booked Ryan’s ticket on the company card and knew it would be nearly impossible for anyone to trace. The admin would think it’s for the Head of Implementation, and the CEO signed off on expenses without ever asking. He would be in the
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I stared at the cracked pavement beneath my sneakers, my backpack heavy against the bench. The school grounds were almost empty now, just a few kids messing around on the basketball court and the distant hum of cars on the main road. My ride was late—again. "Welcome to your new life," I muttered, kicking at a bottle cap. Why did we have to move? I’d been fine back home. Senior year, my friends, even Grandma and Grandpa—it was all there. Here? I was nobody. Just the new kid. No one even
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Jeremy, a gay high school senior, moves to a new city with his family, struggling to fit in and process his father’s death. He befriends Cal, a charismatic skater, whose playful hints leave Jeremy questioning Cal’s feelings. As their friendship deepens, Jeremy battles self-doubt while Cal, inspired by his own past, takes the leap to confess his feelings. A kiss seals their connection, marking the start of something new. Amid family struggles, Jeremy finds hope, love, and belonging.
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Michael had kept his cool earlier, deflecting Sarah’s pointed questions without breaking his cover. But now, he could feel the tension wearing him down, and Shawn’s small outburst was pushing him past his breaking point. Instead of responding calmly as he usually did, he snapped, his raised voice filling the room. In an instant, the air went silent. Samantha, who was perched on his hip, flinched and clutched him tightly, her small arms winding around his neck as if to ground herself. Shawn
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The flight home was difficult for Michael; all he could think about was getting home and gauging if Sarah suspected anything. He tried to tell himself there was no way she would, but he kept replaying that last phone call. Was I too abrupt? Too quick with answers? He glanced to his right—Andre was fast asleep, leaning back, arms crossed, breathing evenly. Michael envied his ease, the calm confidence that came with living openly. Andre could sleep soundly and move through life freely without
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I can say this, someone does see the light. But...
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Hmmm..... 😉
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He played along... I think that leave him in a close second.
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I totally agree with you - but what will the future hold?
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After Michael returned, he had taken a few days off work just as he promised and they went to see the doctor. Given the health issues Sarah had experienced when they were living with Michael's parents, the doctor suggested bed rest for her. This meant she would leave work almost immediately and might not return. Sarah didn’t want to stop working, and now she did not want to leave their baby with her mom. She also didn’t see herself becoming a stay-at-home mom, but she knew how precious this chil
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Ryan waited until he was far enough from Michael’s apartment before he pulled out his phone and dialed the number. It rang twice before a familiar voice answered. “Is everything going according to plan, Ryan?” Her voice was calm, calculated. “Yes,” he replied. “But there’s a complication… Sarah wants kids. She’s already brought it up with Michael, and he’s not happy about it. This could throw a wrench in everything we’ve been working on.” A pause, and then a low chuckle filled the
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Michael’s life seemed to be unfolding perfectly. With Sarah working more, he had more freedom, and with his business trips becoming frequent, he was balancing his double life effortlessly. Ryan became a near-constant presence in his life, sneaking over whenever Sarah was away, and their secret rendezvous filled him with a thrill that never seemed to dull. After the success of the last business trip, Michael’s reputation in the firm soared. The company they had worked so hard to land signed
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Michael's business trip to the UK started off exactly as expected—intense, exhausting, and filled with high-pressure client meetings. He was part of a four-person team tasked with scoping out a major project, and though the work was draining, Michael was secretly relieved to be away from the complexities of his personal life for a little while. The team he traveled with was diverse and interesting: there was Laura, the project lead, a seasoned and no-nonsense consultant; Jackson, a senior analys
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Ryan is really a tool - in more ways than one. And Michael's mom - I know that there can be parents that have a disdain for their kid or spouses (my parents don't like my ex and have only met my kids a few times) but no parent should act like this. It's one thing to dislike someone, quite another to hate to the point of causing pain and suffering...
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"Hello, Mrs. Evans?" "Yes," her voice was sharp, clipped, as though she had been waiting for this call. "It's done. Michael is a great—" "Spare me the details," she interrupted, her tone icy and unyielding. "I don't need to know about your... methods. Just remember what we discussed. You know what you have to do, right? Do I need to spell it out again?" Ryan hesitated for the briefest moment, swallowing the knot in his throat. "Yes, I do, and no you don't. I know what I have
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Thank you so much! Yes, I've been watching that. I'm not quite sure why I do that but have noticed it as I'm writing I tend to switch. Need to spend more time reviewing and editing. 🙂
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Thank you! Yes, as I look back at it I think I could had added a bit more meat to it. 🙂 I am paying more attention in newer stories that I write.
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As much as Michael had tried to ignore Ryan’s calls and texts, and tried to erase what had happened between them, Ryan had a way of lingering in his thoughts. He had gone on living his life with Sarah, acting as if nothing had happened. They even had sex more frequently, as if somehow, Michael could drown out the memory of Ryan by deepening his connection with Sarah. But every time he was with her, Ryan’s face would flash in his mind. He would see Ryan where he should be seeing Sarah. Weeks
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Deciding he had to do something, Michael went back to the student loan office. He explained his situation to the loan officer, telling him about the distance between school, work, and his parents' house, as well as Sarah’s delicate condition. He asked if there was any way to qualify for rent assistance. The loan officer, a middle-aged man with kind eyes, looked at Michael over his glasses. “I’m surprised you didn’t budget for that in your initial application,” he said, reviewing Michael’s f
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I know someone like this IRL. He has changed now, but it's too little, too late.
