“There you are.” He kissed him again, and it was the moment Lane knew he was hopeless against falling in love. Maybe he wasn’t there yet, but it wasn’t a river standing between them. It was barely a stream. He knew between one step and the next, he would be done for. The thought didn’t scare him though. It felt like one of the simple inevitabilities of the universe. Like how the earth orbited the sun, and the universe would expand until there was nothing left but space between each star, and someday, everything would end just like it began. Loving Bowen just…was.
