Then he whispered, “I am real. You are real.” “Make me believe you,” Andrew said. And Thomas kissed him, hard and fierce and merciless. All teeth and tongue as he took everything from Andrew and devoured him whole. Andrew’s teeth sank into Thomas’s lip until the old scab burst open again, and then it was impossible to do anything but breathe as one. They were a catastrophe, exploding. Thomas pulled back and grabbed Andrew’s face, rough and hard. He pressed their foreheads together. “Do you feel this? I am here and I am here and I am here.” He couldn’t make this up, could he? The extraordinary
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