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340 pages, Kindle Edition
First published July 22, 2015
“They were at a crossroads, not the first one they’d hit, and he sure as shit knew it wouldn’t be the last.”
“It’s like you filled this place in my world that I didn’t know needed to be filled. Hell, I didn’t even know it was there before you came and claimed it. Wanting you is the only thing I’m sure of. I don’t know how it happened or why, but I know it’s there.”
"I'm scared of what this means. I'm scared of the changes in my life. I'm scared because I'm not sure how my family will react...but none of that is enough for me to want to walk away from him. The thought is unimaginable. It doesn't matter if I understand any of it."
“This wasn’t just about the fun anymore—wasn’t about orgasms and hiding out in their houses together naked. It was all real, and they had to decide how far they were willing to go for each other...what they really wanted.”
“He shoved at Bryce, rolling him over, and climbed on top of him. Their pricks rubbed together as their tongues invaded each other’s mouths. It was like a war, both of them fighting for possession as they grabbed at each other while their mouths dueled. It was rough, urgent, passionate and everything else he could imagine as his cock begged to shoot the load in his balls.”
“You’re the only risk I’ve ever taken, Nick. Nothing else could hurt me expect you.”
“What are we doing here, Bryce?” They were two straight guys, each screwing around with a man for the first time, when there were so many things standing in their way. They were a fucked up accident waiting to happen.
“I don’t know.” Bryce’s hand was in his hair then. “I just know that I can’t imagine not doing it.”
"It's so fucking incredible to feel you like this—the hardness of your body, your muscles, the hair on your chest, legs and face. To have you in my arms. All fucking man, and all fucking mine."
"You're the only risk I've ever taken,Nick.Nothing else could hurt me except you"
“What are we doing here, Bryce?” They were two straight guys, each screwing around with a man for the first time, when there were so many things standing in their way. They were a fucked up accident waiting to happen.
“I don’t know.” Bryce’s hand was in his hair then. “I just know that I can’t imagine not doing it.”
“You’ve turned my whole fucking world upside down, you know that?” “Yeah,” Nick whispered. “Yeah, you’ve done the same with mine.”
“You suck."
"Ha! You do, too, now!"
Bryce's mood lifted as he laughed at her. "You're an asshole, Chris.”
“It’s a crossroads, Bryce. Which way are you going to go?” Nick finally repeated the lines from his dream.
“Whichever way you are,” he replied. He’d do anything for his man. Go anywhere. Being with Nick was where he was supposed to be.
“You lead and I’ll follow. I’m right here with you, Bryce. Always.”
“Nah, I don’t need to lead, we’ll go together.” Together, the way they’d done everything since they met.”
"You’re the only risk I’ve ever taken, Nick. Nothing else could hurt me except you. "
“You taste so fucking good. I could keep my tongue in you all night.”
“I like that...when you talk to me like that.”
“Nick was an automatic with me, just like when I fell in love with bikes. I waited to find my passion, what I wanted for the rest of my life, and it’s the same with him. I knew it was right when I met him.”
"I'm scared of what this means. I'm scared of the changes in my life. I'm scared because I'm not sure how my family will react...but none of that is enough for me to want to walk away from him. The thought is unimaginable. It doesn't matter if I understand any of it."
He felt it, the fear and nerves, but they were just a quiet pulse in the back of his mind. A whisper that spoke softer than the want inside him.
“It’s like you filled this place in my world that I didn’t know needed to be filled. Hell, I didn’t even know it was there before you came and claimed it. Wanting you is the only thing I’m sure of. I don’t know how it happened or why, but I know it’s there.”
”All they wanted to do was be in a relationship with each other. Why did they have to wait for people to come around, or need other people to support them? The only thing that should matter was the fact that they cared about each other. End of story.”