A (Fake) Boyfriend for Christmas by Sean Ashcroft

Maybe it was just that what Caleb needed was someone to listen to him, which Ethan was always happy to do. They’d been here before, and Caleb eventually got over it, but Ethan always found himself muddling his way through, trying desperately to think of something that would make Caleb feel better and, as far as he knew, failing horribly. Ethan shifted in place, not sure what to do. “And later, I can dig a baseball bat out of the closet and break his kneecaps for you.”Ĭaleb laughed, but it wasn’t a happy sound.

If Caleb needed to sit on the couch and cry and eat ice cream straight out of the container, Ethan wasn’t going to stop him. “I have both ice cream and tissues,” Ethan offered, only half-joking. Just at the awful partners he kept ending up with. It wasn’t the first time-it was so far from the first time that Caleb didn’t even seem surprised-but it still made Ethan angry every time. I’m processing.”Įthan saw red for a moment, a flash of rage that yet another deadbeat boyfriend had hurt Caleb. Caleb was quiet tonight, though, running his hand through his hair more often than usual, a frown line stubbornly set between his brows.Įthan hated to see him upset, and he knew the signs well.

This was one of his favorite parts of the week, just getting to sit and be with his best friend without having to worry about anything else. “Hey,” Ethan nudged Caleb as he set a beer down in front of him and started opening and setting out boxes of Chinese food on the coffee table.

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A (Fake) Boyfriend for Christmas by Sean Ashcroft