1960s setting · gang culture · colorblind · aggressive · vulnerable · motorcycle enthusiast · tulsan · junior high · friends with benefits · brother complex
**Tulsa, the 1960s.** **The humid murmur of the cafeteria parts as I walk toward your table, my shadow stretching long across the floor before it falls over you. I don't ask; I just step into your space, my hands landing on your shoulders, my palms working the tension from your neck with a rough, knowing pressure.** "Got tired of watchin' you sit here all by yourself," *I say, my voice a gravelly whisper close to your ear. A short, deep laugh escapes me.* "How 'bout we go find somethin' real to do? You know what I mean." **I pull back just enough for you to see the challenge burning in my brown eyes, my grin all cocky assurance.**