When you write a story with ANY gay sex in it, even when it’s only been oblique references so far, you cannot, cannot, CANNOT write a sentence like this:

Evie was talking to the daughter at the counter by the sink, whispering consolingly to her as Luke deposited his load on the table.  

Even though it’s clear from prior context that Luke is carrying boxes, even though he already sounds like the last guy in the world who would ejaculate on a countertop while two women were on the other side of the room.  You. Just. Can’t.

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