

I found much of this to be aggressively unpleasant. Nothing says "I love You" like being compared to a rescue dog. A widow, KD lives in Arizona with three children, two of them furred and all of them demanding. KD has won NaNoWriMo five times and NaNoEdMo once. She is an active participant on two writing forums. She has five universes under construction, writes science fiction, fantasy, steampunk, smut (in many genres), and means to one day undertake a cosy mystery. Writing achievements include the Weightiest First Draft Ever (this title is in contention), as well as nine other, much lighter, completed novels. Past accomplishments include surviving eight one-year-olds for eight hours alone (she lasted about ten months), driving a twenty-foot truck from Ohio to Arizona by way of *shudder* Oklahoma, and making a six-pack of tacos in twenty-three seconds. Currently KD labors appreciated but underpaid in the public school system.

She has tried her hand at many endeavors, including Governess of the Children, Grand Director of the Drive-Through, and Dispatcher of the Tow Trucks. KD Sarge writes for joy and hope, and works for a living. Tags: first love college coming out gay-for-you enemies to lovers Read it online or find it in Love Is Always Write: Volume 11 - Bonus Volume. Authors of the group selected a photo and prompt that spoke to them and wrote a short story. Group members were asked to write a story prompt inspired by a photo of their choice. This story was written as a part of the M/M Romance Group's "Love is Always Write" event. They are holding hands through it one has nail polish and lip gloss. Photo Description: Two young men stare at each other through a chain-link fence. An HEA would definitely be preferred to an HFN ending. And yet, despite the fact that I think he needs an attitude adjustment, and he thinks I'm just a backward country hick, I've quickly come to realize that sometimes the line between love and hate really is paper thin. He's smart, quick-thinking, creative…but also snarky, moody, defensive, and basically the complete physical opposite of every guy I've ever been attracted to.

When an assignment to create a video news segment from one of our professors places us both in the same group, personalities clash, and what started as fascination on my part turns into instant dislike, which he seems to immediately return. Lip gloss, eyeliner, eye shadow, nail polish? Back in the small town where I grew up, a boy would have never dared to dress like him. When I first crossed paths with him at the library on campus, I didn't know what to think.
