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“You saw my brother,” he began.
Immediately knowing where this was going, Gamble cut him off.
“I wasn’t attracted to him. I was aware that he looked like you, but it’s you, Poe. It’s your heart, your sense of humor, and your bottomless compassion. My heart fell in love with the man you are. I wouldn’t have been attracted to Hemmingway had he still been here. You would always be my first pick, and I could distinguish between the both of you.”
“Well, I hope so. He’s a corpse by now.”
He snorted.
“I meant if he wasn’t. Even if you were both side-by-side and in the same clothes, I’d know you in a heartbeat. I’ve seen you naked, and I’ve tasted your skin. I mean, it would be awkward if I licked both of you to figure out who was who,” he joked.
It was Poe’s turn to be amused.
“That’s a new kink I’ve never heard of before,” he said, amused by the man.
Gamble touched his man’s cheek, and ran his thumb over his lower lip with absolute reverence. There was no way he could ever love anyone else.
“I’d know you because you are my soulmate.”
As soon as he said that, Poe’s heart raced.
“And you’re mine,” he admitted.
For Gamble, that was damn good to hear. This was the most amazing journey, and he didn’t want to be on it with anyone else but Poe.
It was time to make that journey happen.
Out of the picnic basket, Gamble made a bowl of beautiful strawberries appear, and then, Gamble pulled out a canister of whipped cream.
“Squirty cream, my liege?” he teased.
He actually laughed.
“You’re going to call it that forever, aren’t you?” he inquired.
Oh, there was no doubt there.
“Absolutely.”
He put some on a strawberry, and fed it to Poe. When the man grabbed his hand, and licked some whipped cream off of his finger, the heat in the weeds went up.
Holy shit.
This man…
He got him wild. How could he not believe that if he was flipping through that catalog, he wouldn’t choose him?
From his baby blue eyes to his full lips...
Gamble was smitten.
He was in love.
“Sorry, but you seemed to have some on your finger. My bad,” Poe admitted, knowing exactly what he’d done since he wanted Gamble focused on him.
All.
Of.
