There’s a lot in life that comes hella easy for me. Turning heads with my stellar looks, strutting like a peacock with my smooth moves and adorable charm. Heck, need ideas for party shots or fresh recipes to make your friends jealous? I’m your guy.
It’s not even a front—my epic modesty—but that doesn’t mean I’m not a lying liar who lies.
What is definitely not easy is holding so much of myself back from my friends.
Or from myself.
It’s a truth that sucks.
But I can’t do that anymore, and it’s absolutely 100 percent my best friend’s fault.
Since our first college basketball practice,...
There’s a lot in life that comes hella easy for me. Turning heads with my stellar looks, strutting like a peacock with my smooth moves and adorable charm. Heck, need ideas for party shots or fresh recipes to make your friends jealous? I’m your guy.
It’s not even a front—my epic modesty—but that doesn’t mean I’m not a lying liar who lies.
What is definitely not easy is holding so much of myself back from my friends.
Or from myself.
It’s a truth that sucks.
But I can’t do that anymore, and it’s absolutely 100 percent my best friend’s fault.
Since our first college basketball practice, Bentley’s been by my side. He’s sweet, understanding, supersmart, and absolutely smoking hot. What’s more, he’s too good for me.
What I should do is keep our friendship platonic, but apparently patience isn’t my strong suit. Go figure.
Cue me starting something with him that I find impossible to stop, walk away from, or admit aloud.
But loving him… heck if that doesn’t become the easiest thing I’ve ever done. I just need to find a way to be worthy of his love and for him to stay patient as I pull my head out of my ass and give him the world he deserves.
