Whiskey & Sin

by Emily Rath

“You know, if I could have one dream for you, Henry Beresford, it’s that you’d dare to take a chance on something.”

“You read me like an open book, and that scares me I guess,” he went on. “Because this is not a good book, Bear. I’m like a horror movie meets a true crime special over here. You don’t want to read this story. You don’t wanna know me.” “You don’t get to make that decision for me,” Bear said without turning around, his voice low. “If I want you in my life, that’s my business.”

“Then choose. In this moment, what do you want?” “I want…” Silas dropped his hands from Bear’s wrists to his chest, splaying them flat over Bear’s tense muscles. “God, I want to kiss you,” he whispered. “Just one taste—please—”

When the weight gets too heavy, you find someone you can trust to help you carry the load.

Before Silas. Warmth bloomed in his chest. That was his life now. There would be everything that happened before Silas came stumbling into his life, and then everything that happened after.

Nothing has ever felt more real in my life. Nothing. Not my work, not my pack or my family, my life in the military. God, I don’t even feel real anymore, Silas. You are my real.”