“You watch the games?”“Now and then. Gay sex Just be yourself.”“I am. Matt parked near the lower quad and shut off the engine. Each gets their own car, own route. I stayed still in the hallway, listening.He stumbled in laughing softly to himself, more than slightly buzzed, and kicked off the cleats at the door.”Jason? “Creative.””They even pretended to cry when I stopped them. Touches became reassurances. Cleats, jock, sliding shorts, the works.”Matt blinked at me. “We’ve built something here. You can be my honorary patrol partner.”I blinked. Matt’s shift was supposed to end half an hour ago.When his cruiser finally pulled into the lot, I felt that small flutter I always did seeing him. Snow came early that year, blanketing the sidewalks and coating the baseball field like nature had hit pause. They’re adding a second officer for the late shift. I like watching out for trouble. A fine mist that made the sidewalks shimmer.
