Ricky Malonni, Jonah’s first boyfriend when Jonah was sixteen, sends him a text: Here you’re visiting Channing for three days. Maybe we can hook up for Christmas? Can’t wait to see you. Hit me back.
The word here should be hear, but Jonah doesn’t correct the mistake via a returned text. He knows Ricky isn’t the brightest LED bulb in the pack, but he’s famous and gorgeous and rich by Channing standards. Ricky might be one of the best quarterbacks in the NFL, playing for a team in Florida, but he’s not a brain surgeon. He’s big, bulky, and can pass as Tim Tebow’s twin, and he’s surely not the same boy Jonah blew in Mr. Grandy’s biology lab at Channing High School during his eleventh year there. Ricky’s an adult now, supposedly mature. Honestly, Ricky’s beautiful and brawny and ballsy and bl
