real. And it"s not taking advantage of my parents" hospitality, it"s having
a relationship with someone in a home.”
Suddenly he couldn"t meet Chris"s eyes anymore. A relationship.
They"d been practicing a relationship, but now they were really going to
have one. The romantic kind. The kind you couldn"t take back. “Lovers
go away,” he said, rawly. Maybe it was because they"d just come in each
other"s arms, and maybe it was because Chris was expecting them to
take it even further. Maybe it was because he"d seen his mother with
man after man, and none of them kind, or the fact that every tabloid in
the grocery store was full of people bouncing off each other like rubber
dodge balls, but the thought that once Chris became a lover, he could go
away?
Terrifying. Simply terrifying.
Chris"s hand came up, cupped his jaw, pulled his face around.
“Look at me, Xander. Please?”
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Their eyes collided and caught, and Chris nodded, as though to
make sure he had Xander"s complete attention.You have had my
complete attention since we met, Christian. You will always have my
complete attention.
“I"m not going anywhere, okay, Xan? You and me. We"re it. We"re
forever, okay? Like my folks. They met in high school and put each
other through college and finish each other"s sentences. It happens
sometimes. It"s real. Just believe it, okay? Believe in it, and it will be
real.”
Xander nodded, and then hugged Chris compulsively to him again.
They separated reluctantly—they had to work that night, and they had to
shower, and it was just time, but Chris gave him a quick brush of the lips
before turning and trotting upstairs to wash. Xander used the downstairs