Adam chucked his finger under Noah’s chin, forcing him to meet his gaze. “You maybe love me?” Noah wanted to say it. He did. He wanted to say he loved Adam, but the words wouldn’t come. So, he just nodded. Adam’s grin widened. “Well, I maybe love you, too.” Noah’s chest tightened, his face twisting into a grimace. “Don’t say that. Especially if you don’t mean it.” Adam frowned. “I do mean it. I mean, I think I do.” “You think you do?” Noah echoed. Adam nodded earnestly. “Like, I don’t know what love feels like, but I know that whatever I feel for you, I’ve never felt for another person—ever.
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