Happy Sunday!
Sorry I haven’t been around much. I was in the hospital all last week, and now trying to catch up. Hope you are well!
Here’s a snippet from “Truck Me Back to Normal,” published by MLR Press.
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Just as I took another sip, Bear walked into the kitchen, and I almost dropped my cup.
Jesus, he was hot. My reaction to this man was getting out of hand. I’d never felt such a powerful pull to anyone else in my life. And it wasn’t just because I hadn’t had sex in years, though that was a part of it. A small part, I kept telling myself.
Weekday Bear was all about work—stiff, polite, stern. But weekend Bear? The man could out-flame fire. He wore a T-shirt that on a smaller man would have been ordinary, but on Bear, not quite. It was well worn, with holes here and there that gave me a peek of hot skin I wanted to taste. It molded to his massive chest like it was a part of him. He wore old gym shorts that showcased legs like tree trunks. I wanted to wrap myself around them and hump.
Shit.
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