“It was a beautiful, clear Southern California kind of Christmas Eve, the kind where Santa shows up in khaki shorts and a Hawaiian shirt and shades, flashing a peace sign with one hand and sipping a Corona with the other.” — Z.A. Maxfield Copy Share Image
“it did occur to Tristan that this might not be the sanest moment of his life, but he couldn't allow lack of information or… — Z.A. Maxfield Copy Share Image
“Ken brought my hand to his lips and kissed it. I'd been paying so much attention to Ken, I didn't know what happened during the game. I don't think anyone cared too much what the outcome was after Ken's at bat. "Do you know who won?" I asked Cooper, who automatically translated into sign language for Shawn. Shawn laughed his… — Z.A. Maxfield Copy Share
“Yamane leaned over until he was right in Rory's face. "Being with me isn't sweet and romantic. I like it messy, desperate, and sometimes even a little painful." Rory digested this. He felt something unwind deep inside him. As if he were detached from it, he allowed it to uncoil slowly, building up a pressure of anger and frustration… "My… — Z.A. Maxfield Copy Share
“That?" I glanced back to the door where JT had disappeared. "That was Genus Homo, species Whowantstofuckus , subspecies Closeted Headup Hisassia . Let us move on to the cages with the interesting animals." --Jacob "Yasha" Livingston” — Z.A. Maxfield Copy Share
“This is like teaching queer remedial at the continuation high school. You were fishing, and you caught me . Don't you get that?" "Oh,… — Z.A. Maxfield Copy Share Image
“Why'd you go and have to have a straight boy crush?" "We all do. That's how fairies get their wings.” — Z.A. Maxfield Copy Share Image
“Yamane reached out a hand. "You've got something on your lip," he murmured, rubbing it gently with his thumb. "What?" Rory froze "Me," said… — Z.A. Maxfield Copy Share Image
“I think I kind of like the idea of you all cold and wet." "Oh right, I'll be at my best; no visible balls,… — Z.A. Maxfield Copy Share Image
“Dear Lord,” began Randy, who paused for long enough that Tristan sneaked an eye open to look at him. His saw his mother’s cheek twitch with what he thought might be apprehension. “We are so grateful to be gathered here today with our family, and the family of our brother’s homosexual boyfriend, and our new little goth friend who has… — Z.A. Maxfield Copy Share
“Experimenting with touch, he found he barely had to ripple a light fingertip over his sleeping lover, and Tristan would move, twisting until he… — Z.A. Maxfield Copy Share Image
