By samsfadil Flickr
Here's a sneak peek from a work in progress, tentatively titled With Strings Attached:
“Hey if you guys are going to hang out in here, you can help.” Matt got Corey scrubbing the little potatoes he’d bought at the market and Dylan cutting up the vegetables he’d already washed.
Dylan held up a baby yellow zucchini, not much bigger than his thumb. “Hey, you know what this reminds me of?”
The wicked gleam in his eye told Matt exactly where the asshole was going with that, but Corey turned and looked and said, “What?”
“Oh har,” Matt said. “Very funny.”
Corey snorted, though. “As if.” She looked over at the counter where Dylan sat on a stool, and picked up a large green zucchini. Really large. “I’d say more like this.”
Matt grinned and nodded. Dylan laughed. “Oh yeah, I almost forgot you two are friends with benefits. Of course you’d know all about that.”
“You must have been thinking of your own junk,” Matt said, nodding at the tiny squash.
Corey laughed again and so did Dylan. “Bullshit.”
“I can’t believe we’re talking about the size of your man parts,” she said, reaching for a towel to dry her hands, the potatoes all scrubbed and in a pot. “Men. You guys are all so insecure about your size.”
“I’m not insecure!” Dylan protested.
“Sure,” she said with patent patronization. “Uh-huh. The more you protest...”
“Hey. You want me to whip it out right here?”
“I dare you.”
Matt held up a hand. “Stop! Not in the kitchen, for god’s sake.”