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240 pages, Paperback
First published March 13, 2007
""Did you just -- fuck, Carl, fuck you--" Gray came hard, shooting messily over his hand and belly, Carl's hand warm against his balls, tickling him mercilessly.--I like Carl; he's hysterical.
"Young Lancelot slays the dragon and brings you the treasure and you don't even give him a pity fuck by way of thank you?"--And I like Drew, too.
Because if there weren't any limits when it came to people like Carl getting close, he made up for that by loathing it when his space was invaded by someone he didn't know, or didn't like.
"I did not [do it]." Charles faced Gray. "I give you my word."
"And I don't believe you." Gray's mouth set stubbornly.
"We can't just paper over what happened. The bottom line is that you didn't trust me. Not even when I gave you my word. The relationship we have -- had -- was based on trust; it was at the heart of it. Not just the usual expectation that we'd be faithful -- every relationship has that; I'm talking about what we do. I can't go back to that if I'm not sure -- and I'm not. Not now. And I think we both know it wouldn't work between us without that element."