Lost Boys

You've heard of those romances where the priest is seduced by the worldly outsider?Yeah, this isn't that. I'm a gay preacher with more tattoos than sense and more notches on my bedpost than years in the ministry. I'm also not totally settled on the existence of God. Call me a skeptic, but when you work with abandoned and abused teenagers, you tend to have a few questions for anyone calling themselvesdivine. Having lived in Seguin most of my life, I've always been the troublemaker. Most of my queer friends fled this place just after high school, but we all know that the only reason any of us made it out alive was our shop teacher, Mr. Paige. He lovingly called us his Lost Boys. Now that his health is failing, the Lost Boys are coming together to support him and his family. To be honest, I may have been more supportive of Mr. Paige's son than was totally appropriate for a guy in a collar. Turns out, just like the Lost Boys, Holden had good reason to leave Seguin all those years ago. Despite his history, I'm hoping he's willing to find a reason to stay. The Skepticis a spicy, emotional romance that features a faithless preacher, a hot nerd, and the phrase, "Forgive me, Father, for I am about to sin."

Augustus Walker, Jr. is a problem. Every queer person I know has had a tragic crush on a straight person at some point in their lives, and for the last year, Walker has been mine. Not that my crush on him is seriousI'm just appreciating a sweet, sexy guy who happens to be a big fat goose egg on the Kinsey scale. Le sighand all that. The Lost Boysmy queer friends from high schoolinsist, however, that he gets flustered every time we're in the same room together. Last night, he blushed when I teased him about his perfect abs. I'm afraid to push because I respect his sexuality, and I see how his family feels about him having a bunch of gay friends. Still, I gotta wonderam I the only one with a crush?

Punk Rock Superstar Collapses In Front Of Record Crowd Hendrix Cavanaugh Rushed To Hospital In Mexico City Cavanaugh Leaves Hospital AMA I've loved Hendrix Cavanaugh since his high school mascot days, and seeing him grind himself down like this has been driving me up a wall. Now that he's collapsed on stage, I can't watch from the sidelines for a second longer. I know I'm not his typeI'm a network security specialist who wears expensive suits and alphabetizes his spice drawer. In contrast, Hendrix wears all black, including his eyeliner and nail polish, and I doubt he's so much as alphabetized his contacts list. Swooping in to save the day won't make him notice me. I know that. But he has to come off the road, and I have to be the one to take care of him, or I'm going to go out of my mind. That said, sharing a cabin with him while he recovers might be the dumbest thing I've ever done in my entire life.

Hot for teacher? No. Hot for teacher's widower?Maybe a little more than I should be. I merely meant to comfort Ren, to help him find steady ground in the middle of an ocean of pain.It was supposed to be a one-time thing. Only our chemistry, set ablaze by our extreme size and age differences, was something neither of us had experienced before. It was break-the-bed good and far too potent to stop at just the one time, so we didn't. And we've been hiding it from everyoneincluding his sonever since. I know this can only end one way. Im just the stand-in. The much, much younger guy with his late husband's physique wholl temporarily make him forget his grief. If only he hadn't been sosigh.Amazing. Funny. Brilliant. Beautiful. I didn't mean to fall in love with him, but I couldn't help myself. If only he were ready to fall in love again. Is it too much to hope that with time and a little help from the late Mr. Paige, Ren could let me be the love of the second half of his life?