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“Nothing about you could ever be ugly to me.”
There would be no protection left to him when this ended.
He said David’s name like it meant something all on its own. Like a vow. Like a promise.
“He’s not the love of my life, you idiot!” David snapped, incensed by Murdo’s obtuseness. “You are!”
“It’s just, I’ve loved you for so long, David. I really didn’t think you felt the same way.”
“You’ve never seemed to want what I want. You’re always telling me that what we have can’t last, that we have to be careful. Always reminding me that you’ll be leaving me soon.” Murdo swallowed. “To be frank, I feared that if I told you how I felt, it would only make you leave all the sooner.”
Somehow, Murdo had become more important to him than anything else. Everything he’d worked for—respectability, a shining career, wealth—all of it would be ashes in his mouth if he lost Murdo.
