Being Fitz

Lysander "Fitz" Fitzgibbon used to teach at a university, but quit when his father grew ill and needed someone to take care of him. Years later, after his dad's death, Fitz has given up on his dreams, drives a bus route, and endures visits from Jerry, who can't really be called a friend, and barely a benefit. Fitz is lonely, worries about his weight, and figures life won't be getting any better.<br><br>Then, Fitz stumbles over a dead body in the park. As if life couldn't get any worse, he has a run-in with Detective Holland Simms, whose infuriating arrogance and brash behavior provokes Fitz to punch him. But strangely enough, Fitz feels more alive around Simms than he has in a long time, though he finds it hard to believe that the confident Simms would want anything to do with him. Should he take a chance on more?

J.D. Walker · LGBT+

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23 Chs

Chapter 18

“Guys. What’s going on?” I crossed my arms on my chest and waited. I hadn’t spoken to them since Simms had lit into Jerry weeks ago. It hadn’t even come up on my radar, which gave me pause. I had to admit Jerry looked…good. Not that I wanted to sleep with him or anything, but he seemed more…settled, I guess. Less slutty, maybe? I dunno. Either way, I had been sad about the way things had ended between us, but after Simms, I realized I’d been settling and not standing up for what I really wanted. It took the experience with Jerry to teach me that, and strangely enough, I was thankful. Sort of.

Henry was smiling and Jerry looked sheepish but happy. “We wanted to tell you that we’re getting married,” Henry said, holding up a hand with a ring that was likely worth my month’s paycheck. Seriously? My mouth dropped open in shock. I heard Simms choke on something and start coughing.

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