“Please, just trust me on this one.” “I always trust you,” Cooper said immediately, and Park smiled, but it was strained, unhappy. “Well, not always,” Park joked awkwardly, referring to when they first met. Cooper shrugged in a so-so gesture. Because what Park didn’t know, had never known, was even then, despite what Cooper had been told, what his own consciousness warned, he’d been drawn to Park almost from the start. He’d had to fight his natural wanting to trust Park—with his back as a partner, with his body as a lover. He’d lost that fight faster than with anyone else he’d ever trusted
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