Jacked (Gymbos Book 1)

I'm starting to think hooking up with my gym bro roommate might be kind of gay… The thing about guys is that we communicate on a physical primal level. A hearty slap on the backside just means “good game bro”. Some good old fashioned roughhousing just means we’re comfortable with each other. Some late night stress relief? Just dudes being dudes… Right? If I were gay I wouldn't be able to stop thinking about what his lips taste like. I'd want to spend all my time with him and miss him when he's not around. I would find his god awful cooking skills a little charming. But none of that is true… almost none of it. We’re just friends. Just roommates. Just a couple of guys doing what guys do. Of course I love him like a bro but I'm not falling in love with my roommate no matter how cool and funny and jacked he is. Nope not gonna happen… Jacked is a low angst double bi-awakening idiots to lovers with a