Freak

If I couldn’t have Rafael Amada’s gorgeous head on a platter, then I would have the next best thing, him on his knees. High school was a living hell, and now, I was back, ten years later at the reunion, bidding on my high school bully for a date night out, only this time, it was me who was in charge, and now, I’d never been more willing to show him how right he was, to call me a freak.