by Marcy Jacks
That was when Dillon looked up at the other man, and he had to kiss him.
It was soft and pleasant, their tongues only briefly touched, and it calmed Dillon down entirely before he pulled away.
Rowan looked down at him, like he was waiting for something.
“I love you,” Dillon said.
Rowan smiled, and Dillon got all shivery inside when Rowan’s hand went to the back of Dillon’s head. “I love you, too.”
“And we’re going to make this work.”
“We are,” Rowan said, nodding his head. “We have to if we plan to have many years together.”
THE END
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Marcy Jacks lives and works in Ontario, Canada, where she is fervently pursuing the writer’s life while writing about lots of gorgeous guys. She loves hearing from readers, and you can reach her at [email protected].
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