Finding Ian

by Riley Hart

“We’re attention and praise sluts. Cuddle us and tell us we’re pretty or doing a good job, and we’ll do anything.”

Jordan wrapped his arms around Ian’s neck, and then his legs around Ian’s waist. For the first time since Ian had come home, he smiled. “Jesus, Sunshine. You’re like an octopus.” “I wish I had more arms and legs to touch you with,” Jordan replied.

it’s okay to mess up. Most things can be fixed, except not trying at all.”