The only thing I know for sure is that I want to be this Torey forever. I never want to slide back to those dark days and nights when I was alone and when no one relied on me or trusted me or wanted me for any damn thing. I want this. I want to be Blair’s warm body in the night, the hand he reaches for, and the man he opens his eyes to. Blair’s chest rises and falls. What about tomorrow? What about next week? Next month? I need to be ready for anything—another hit, another concussion. Another year gone? No, I can’t think like that. I burrow closer to him. “I love you.” You are the part of me I
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