He used to feel pretty damn confident in his place in Bad’s world, but over the course of their second year together, all that slips away until it feels like they’re two strangers who share a bed. It doesn’t help that Red has a crummy job he hates and a business degree Bad won’t let him use to help with the business.
Red wants to be partners, to share each other’s lives, to let each other in. Sure, it started kind of porny, but now he wants to level up. While definitely keeping all the porny bits. The trouble is he has no idea what Bad wants, and Bad’s the last guy who’d ever talk about his feelings. But something’s gotta give, and if this keeps going much longer, that something is gonna be Red.
About the author
Kris Ripper lives in the great state of California and zir pronouns are ze/zir. Kris shares a converted garage with a kid, can do two pull-ups in a row, and can write backwards. (No, really.) Ze has been writing fiction since ze learned how to write, and boring zir stuffed animals with stories long before that.