He felt a weird pull towards the boy, a base need to have him that wasn’t sexual. Sammy had a unique ability to make him feel fond, amused, fiercely protective—and possessive.
Sam shrugged, smiling helplessly. He looked Dominic in the eye, his chest swelling with that warm, intense feeling he was scared to name. “This is probably very soppy, but I kind of adore you. You know that, right?”
