Category: Book

“Do we have everything?” Avi asked, his hand on the open rear hatch door as he peered into the trunk. To placate him, Mitch checked his bag and confirmed that all of his medication was inside of it. “We’re good,” he nodded. “Even if we missed anything, we can get it up there. Not like…

“Shouldn’t you be out there selling merch?” asked Mitch, half joking while Avi continued to look over his wounds and clean him up. It was just the two of them in a quiet corner of the locker room, finally alone after Louis dragged Sandy away and Jodie had come around to check up on him,…

The first thing that Mitch noticed was the chain’s weight as it sagged between them. He loosely grasped his end and wiggled it, both to test its hold and to antagonize Nate somewhat. There’s nowhere to run, nowhere to hide. Can’t stray too far, must stay close lest the chain went taut and became a…

Nate was already in Gorilla position, and he looked elsewhere once Mitch and Avi joined him. “Why’s he here?” he mumbled. “He’s my tag partner, he’s allowed.” Mitch responded curtly, putting strong emphasis on ‘partner’. That was only half true. The other half was that Jodie wanted The Hunter to come across as looking strong…

Desiree’s voice boomed over the speakers, wrenching Mitch out of his own head. She informed the audience that there would be a short intermission before the main event, and encouraged everyone to buy merchandise from the wrestlers during the break. Mitch stood up straight from where he was crouched, his hands clasped to keep from…

As Mitch taped up his wrists, a million different thoughts raced through his head. He hadn’t watched any of Lupercalia’s matches, and a vague sense of guilt overcame him since both Louis and Sandy were in the tournament. At some point, he’d make it up to them. Until then, he applied his face paint then…

In the early hours of the morning, they lay sweat drenched and exhausted and clinging onto one another. Avi continued to press lazy kisses to exposed bits of Mitch’s skin around his neck and face, but the intent was purely affectionate rather than an attempt to initiate yet another round. Mitch sought out Avi’s hand…

They stayed like that for a while, making out until Mitch’s arms grew uncomfortable. He reclined so that his back met the mattress, and Avi went along with him, his thighs bracketing Mitch’s hips. Mitch only wished that he had more hands so he could touch them, touch everywhere, but the only two that he…

“It’s all true, I promise.” Avi held a hand over his heart. “Scout’s honor. And I was an Eagle Scout, so that matters.” Mitch snorted. “You dork.” But it took everything to refrain from launching into questions about Avi’s scout past. A few seconds passed where they held one another’s gaze, and then Mitch looked…

Avi looked around for a seat, settling for the one at the flimsy desk that every cheap motel room came equipped with. Clearing his throat, he began with, “First, I’m really sorry about what I did-” But Mitch held his hand up. “No. Start explaining.” Avi’s shoulders slumped in resignation. “Alright. So I didn’t tell…