“Who the fuck cares what other people think? I haven’t felt this good around another person in years, and I don’t want to give it up. I don’t want to give you up.” Jacob smiled. “I don’t want to give you up either.” “Then let’s not. I have this funny feeling like you and I could end up being a thing.” Jacob frowned. “What kind of thing.” Connolly shook his head. “The best kind. The forever kind.”
