Love Isn’t Always Enough

“I don’t…” David collapsed onto the deep oversized sofa. “I don’t understand. That’s not what I mean. I just thought —”

“We’d give it more time?” Peter cut in, slipping his hands into his pockets. “We’ve given it three months. Nothing’s really changed.”

“You haven’t changed is what you mean.” David levelled his gaze at Peter, instantly remembering how those gorgeous eyes, like perfect emeralds, had hooked him. Back then, he could stare for hours at Peter’s muscular bubble ass and his kissable...