“I can’t explain it.” Nick shakes his head. “It’s”—he backs up slightly, loosening our connection—“in here.” He points to his chest. “It’s not any of those things I mentioned. It’s so much more powerful. When Reed cried from those shots at his check-up, my heart…fuck, it felt like my heart was going to explode. It’s like nothing I’ve ever felt before. My parents choose to love the way they do, and I’m choosing to love my way, with my heart. And if you could give me a chance, I would love to love you the same way.”
