#Junkie (GearShark, #1)

by Cambria Hebert

“You are home.”

So this is what it’s like. This was what it was like to be held by Drew. To hold him. Damn.

What was supposed to be an experiment turned to desperation. The floodgate of feelings suppressed so long was now burst open, and I declared to never go back again.

Kissing him was like seeing the ocean for the first time.

It was like finally understanding the answer to an impossible question.

He was a really strong net and with him I would never fall.

My name is Drew Forrester. I’m pretty sure I’m in love with my best friend. Who’s a guy.

But love chose for me.

Brave even though he was clearly barely holding it together. Strong in the face of a hurricane. Solid in a crumbling world.

I held as tight as I could in that moment. If he were crumbling, I would hold every single piece of him in place.

Trent was a paradox, and not many people saw. He was strong. But there was something impossibly vulnerable about him. Something that made my heart swell. I hadn’t been sure how I felt until this moment. Until I pulled him into my arms and the rightness clicked into place. I loved him. I loved him in a way I’d never loved anyone before. “You’re not going to lose me, frat boy,” I vowed softly. “I’m not going anywhere.”

I didn’t want to be judged for a choice… a choice my heart made out of love.

He slayed me. In every possible way I could be slayed.

I didn’t know how it happened, but somehow, some way, he did. It started as a friendship and grew from there. And now… Now, watching him, my chest swelled and expanded.

I felt lucky to love him in that moment.

“You’re my person,” he concluded after a moment of silence. “My exclusive person.”