Mr Blue Sky

JacksonSkyler Mason has had me wrapped around his little finger since we were seven years old. It doesn’t matter how ridiculous the situation, how inconvenient it might be for me, or that ninety-nine per cent of the time the mess is one of Skyler’s own making, one flash of those puppy dog eyes and it’s Jackson to the rescue.Bringing him a fresh pair of underwear at work? Check.Scaring off clingy hook-ups? Check.Taking a week off so I can look after him when he’s sick? Check.And it's never bothered me one little bit. Because if Skyler's happy, I'm happy. It's as simple as that.But now something’s happened, and for the first time in our friendship, I don’t know how to fix it.There’s no WikiHow on what to do if your best friend suddenly realizes he has feelings for you. And even if there were, I doubt it would help; because no one else is like Skyler and me.“Best friends” isn’t even the right term for it. We’re just us.Or, at least, we were…All I want is for everything to be how it used to. I don’t want Skyler to tense up when I go to touch him. I don’t want him sitting halfway across the room when we should be cuddling on the couch. And I sure as hell don’t want him staying out the whole night and not even texting to check in.If I could snap my fingers and suddenly be attracted to him, I’d do it without question. But I know that’s not a realistic option. I’ve never been attracted to men. Truthfully, I’ve never been attracted to anyone… Not in that way, at least.Love, on the other hand? That’s something I know a hell of a lot about.Mr Blue Sky is a co-dependent best friends to more MM romantic comedy with an adorably clueless playboy, and an equally adorable and equally clueless acey. Best friends, roommates, asexual-awakening, reformed player. It's a warm and fuzzy read that might possibly include a little more angst than Isla's readers are used to, but there are also lots of smiles and a guaranteed HEA