“Yeah, I guess I am. I’m contemplating a huge change in my life and although I want it badly, I don’t know where or how to begin. It’s difficult because I fucked up when it started.” He hasn’t got a clue as to how attractive he is, even in sandy shorts with sunburn on his nose.
“I’m sure you can fix it, after all, you think of solutions for my problems all the time.”
“It’s different this time, it matters.”
“My problems don’t matter?” Jason raised an eyebrow.
Zach laughed and quickly changed the subject. “We better get some aloe on that nose of yours or you’ll be popping blisters. How is it that you remember to put sunscreen on Kitty, but forget yourself?”
Jason blushed and turned away.
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Sunday Evening