“Sign here, and here.” Michael said, then laid the keys to my new apartment in front of me. I picked them up, feeling a twinge of panic. Locked into a lease for a year, a commitment to stay in Richmond for at least that amount of time. Stuffing them in my pocket, I looked up to see Michael’s huge sparkling grin, and for a moment I felt something I hadn’t in a long time: hope. Maybe, just maybe, the dreams I’d had over the years about me and him could come true. Tearing my eyes away from his, they dragged down his thick, muscled body. His red button-down shirt barely contained his massive pecs, and then his stomach flattened out before hitting the top button of his jeans, and if my memory was accurate, a massive...
least“Spencer? You okay?” Caught staring, I felt blood rushing to my face.
