Denny Wyatt friendampnbspDenny who sleeps in threadbare tees that smell like his cigarettes who coats his arms in the guts of engines who kisses like hes sampling you scenting you until you forget that there are things you cant afford to forgetampnbspDenny Wyatt with benefitsampnbspIts not dating Youve both done enough of that Youre both stuck in this town youre both going nowhere but at night you have each other Its sex Its an arrangement It suits you bothampnbspDenny Wyatt yoursampnbspTonight the lie shatters Denny Wyatt is so much more than friend than lover than any one word But youd better speakampmdashbetter find the wordsampmdashor hes gone